I took Esther to her house at about quarter pass midnight. Esther had spoken to all the members of the family after I called and told them we were on the way. They were ecstatic and they kept asking if Esther was really with us.The road was rough, but I was driving a G-Wagon. I sped like I was coming out of hell, and since the traffic was light at that time of the right, I tested the car to see what made it thick.“I have to leave,” I said. “I have my driver in the car. I will drop him and head home.”Mr. James extended his hand and held my shoulder. “I can’t tell you how much we are grateful to you. I can’t thank you enough. Thank you for bringing our daughter back.”Mrs. James held my other hand. “We are grateful,” she and squeezed my hand. “You can come to our house anytime you want.”“Does that mean he can marry Esther?” Dorothy asked.“We will see what happened,” Mr. James said. “It’s no longer in my hands though.” He looked at Esther. “She has the final decision. We would just
I walked back into the house and found Esther sitting on a large mattress, waiting for me. I noticed another mattress to my right, and I knew without a doubt that sleeping together wasn’t encouraged.“Where is everybody?” I asked, whispering.“They have gone to bed,” Esther said. “There food; what do you want to eat?”“It’s late. I will eat tomorrow.”“You are not hungry?”“I am; but if I eat now, I would have constipation,” I said. “I will just wait for breakfast.”She tapped the bed she was sitting on. “Come and sit,” she said.“Not come and lie down?”She smiled.“You know mom and dad won’t approve that. But soon everything would be fine.”“Is that right? Everything would be alright?”“Yeah” she said and smiled.I sat down beside her and held her hand. My heart was biting so fast I thought I might faint.“We have to talk,” she said. “That’s why I asked you to stay over. I don’t like the way things are going and I am afraid.”“You are safe now—”“I am not talking about that. I am ta
There was no one in the living room. I heard voices outside, and I looked through the window. I cleaned my eyes, wondering if I was seeing right. Mom and Jasper were standing in front of the house. Esther and her father and mom also stood beside them.“What's mom doing here?” I asked.Then I saw the G-Wagon coming.“I thought I told Isaac to wait for my call before he would come?” I said.The car stopped in the parking space and then Isaac came out of the car and then a man came out from the passenger seat. He was carrying what looked like a bible in his handIsaac opened the back of the car and brought out a black suit. He hung it behind his back and walked toward the house with the man with the Bible following him.“What’s going on?” I asked.“You don’t know?” Dorathy asked.She stood behind me, also peering through the window.“Know what?”She looked at me and smiled. “Come outside and find out,” she said and walked out of the room.I wore my shoes and walked into the toilet. I cam
“Someone is asking for you,” Mrs. James said, an hour after we came back from the restaurant. We came back for Esther to pack her things so we can go to the hotel. “She has two police officers with her,” Mrs. James added. “That must be Talatu,” I said. “What does she want?” Esther and she got up and walked out of the house. I ran after her, holding her hand. Mr. and Mrs. James came after us. I wondered where Dorathy was, because I knew would have taken over the fight. We found Talatu standing between the two policemen and behind them stood a police Jeep. They came prepared, I thought. They came to arrest me. But for what?” I looked at Talatu and saw that her eyes were bigger than they originally were. She was staring at Esther as if she had seen an alligator’s ghost. “What’s going on Talatu?” I asked. “Why are you here?” Talatu kept staring at Esther as if I had not spoken. I turned to the officers. “Sir, why are you here?” I asked. “She said you assaulted her,” the officer
I looked into Talatu’s big round eyes as we stood in front of her father’s house on Tinna Street in the city of Jos and my heart bleed. ‘Don’t do this,’ I said. ‘Please, don’t do this.’ Talatu sighed and rolled her eyes in a way that says, you just don't get it, do you? ‘There is no point going over this again,’ she said. ‘It’s out of my hands. His parents have met mine and they have agreed to go ahead with the wedding. There is nothing I can do about it.’ ‘But you love me,’ I said, my voice shaking. ‘Why do you want to marry him?’ ‘You don’t have a job,’ Talatu said, her voice rising. ‘How many times do we have talk about this? It’s over two years and you keep telling me the same thing. How do we get married if you don’t have a job? How do we afford a wedding? And you know my parents’ stand on this: we can’t get married if none of us has a job. So don’t blame me—’ ‘We are soul mates! We share the same birthdays, same genotype...and nobody can love you the way I do. You know that
I had the dream again that night, and, like the rest, I was caught in the middle of it. The snake coiled around the door’s handle and hissed. Then it slithered downward from the handle, its unblinking eyes fixed on me. I looked around the room; there was no window in the room and the snake blocked the only way out of the room. How I allowed myself to be cornered in a room with no window and one inaccessible door remained a mystery that the dream did not care to reveal. Talatu stood behind me and I felt a new burden to get out of the room overtook me. She whimpered from behind me and I guessed she had just seen the snake. The snake reached the floor and coiled up, the head pointed towards me. It hissed angrily. ‘I want to go to London,’ Talatu screamed at my back. ‘I want to go to London. Take me out of this place. Take me out, please.’ I turned to the white wall on my left and scratched the surface. My fingers met bricks, solid as the ones used on the pyramids of Egypt. I turne
The call met me at breakfast, and Eric’s name showed up on the phone’s screen. I spoke to Eric two days ago and our conversation had held little of my interest and I wasn’t in the mood to continue from where we stopped. What does he want? I thought, looking at the phone. I wasn’t ready to hear about his successes with Lagos girls. My relationship problem was already too big for me to handle. Besides, my heart was as broken as a politician’s promise, and was in no mood for other people’s issues. I sat back and allowed the phone to ring through. If it’s important—and there is hardly anything important coming from Eric apart from girls’ issues and his plans to get abroad—he will call again. The phone began to ring again. I took another bite of the bread in my hand and quickly poured the black tea into my mouth. I shot straight up and spilled the contents of my mouth out, spraying it over the dining table. I had forgotten that the tea just came out of the pot and still very hot. I st
I returned home that afternoon and found mom waiting for me in the sitting room. I smelled trouble even before she opened her mouth. It was on her face, in her posture, and on the rest of her body. I had a feeling my plan had fail before I put it into action. ‘Where have you been?’ she asked. She sat on the old faded settee, changed into her night gown. ‘Why don’t you find something productive to do with your life instead of wasting it on that stupid game?’ I stood against the door. I didn’t go to play chess. I went to Talatu’s house to tell her I was travelling to Lagos to get a job. I wanted to assure her that everything was going to be fine. But when I got to the house, I found the doctor’s Mercedes Benz parked in front of the house. I stood opposite the house for close to ten minutes, devoid of the courage to meet her in the doctor’s presence. They came out together later and drove out in the car. Talatu had a dress I had never seen her in, and she had a smile on her face. I wa