Kids. She cringed at the thought of having more than one as she watched helplessly as her nine year old daughter, Stephanie, stuff heap of food (jollof rice) into her mouth (talk about table manners) while talking about her school in general. To break it down, the games they played, Shade not wanting to play because her mom told her not to play with boys, how they ignored her, how they choose Tope to replace Shade, how Tope was now her best friend and… the gist was endless.
“… coming, so he said, can you imagine what he said” she paused to swallow and for more effect, she widened her tiny eyes “he said that…”
Talk about great company. Peter would have been here tonight. Just a little bit patience was all that was needed but no she just had to show him the way out.
Jennifer you’ve lost your touch.
She picked at her food before finally pushing the plate away. Apparently, she had just lost her appetite. Stephanie was almost through with hers. Why couldn’t the silly boy agree to marry her? Yes she was the one proposing and No he didn’t want to be saddled with the responsibility of a kid that wasn’t his. Love get levels. She pushed her thoughts aside.
“…new bike that she can ride to anywhere she likes. Even Joseph said his father is going to buy him one next month”
“Yes, but the thing is” she stood up and started clearing the dishes “before I forget, the food was sweet like u” she gave her mom a peck on the forehead, picked the plate and headed for the kitchen while yelling “so, the thing is…”
Jennifer just oohed and aahed and that was the only motivation her child needed as she plunged into tales upon tales of boring gibberish lasting for over an hour.
“Time for bed, hun”
“Mom, do I have to? Can’t I stay a little bit more?”
“Yes and no, it’s a school day tomorrow and it’s already 8:30pm, so off you go. Am coming to tuck you in so hurry.”
She watched as Stephanie showed her displeasure by the slow steps she took to her room. How can she ever grow tired of this child? Her mistake? A mistake that she had come to love, to appreciate, to care for. Presently, she was glad to get rid of her even if it is just for the night. What a perfect getaway. The Governor was throwing a party in honour of his son’s return from the state. Who wouldn’t be there? Besides since Peter was acting funny, it was time to go fishing. Who knows? She might end up with a whale tonight.
She danced all the way to her daughter’s room, opened the door slightly and tiptoed in. There she was, her little mistake of joy, dressed as an angel, pretending to sleep while almost choking her teddy to death. She released her daughters grip on the teddy gently.
“Hold it gently hun and it would stay with you throughout the night but if you hold it tight, any little opportunity and it would roll off the bed”
“Sweet dreams” she bent and kissed her on the forehead
“Mom, why don’t you kiss me like Joseph?”
She was taken aback. Joseph kisses her? Remind me again, how old is she?
“How does Joseph kisses you?” she said tucking in the blankets.
“On my mouth like in the movies”
What to do? What to do? Stay calm. She couldn’t even maintain eye contact. God. She was pathetic. Stay calm. Stay calm. Duh! Not forever. Say something.
“Hun, kisses are done only in the movies.”
That’s the best you could come up with. You’re kidding me.
“Mom, I saw you kiss Uncle Peter once and you’re not in the movies.
Great. Just Great. White lie being exposed.
“Yeah, I forgot and for older people”
“Does it mean you won’t kiss me like Joseph and he even said there is nothing bad in it”
Double what? She could feel her eyes popping out. She had to get out of here. Fast. Before she is being eaten alive with questions she didn’t know how to tackle.
“Hun, it is very very bad, don’t ever allow anyone to kiss you that way ok?” she faked a yawn. “We would continue this talk tomorrow, am exhausted.”
“It means tired. Now go to bed.”
“Love you mom”
“Love you too hun” She switched off the light, spun on her heels and practically ran out of the room.
She entered her room and flopped on the bed. She was having second thought about attending the party. She was 26yrs old and was still looking for fun when she ought to concentrate on raising up her child. Someone who couldn’t even answer a few harmless questions. She was such a failure at motherhood. If only…Too late for that now, she wiped her eyes and with strength that surprised even her went to stand before the mirror. She ignored the tired face that stared back at her. Her eyes were the window to her soul, she just hoped no one could see the pain that lurked deep down beneath waiting to be released. Nothing a little makeup couldn’t do. At least, she still had her figure, a figure that both men and woman were tripping for. Step 1. Cover her encroaching baldness. She picked up her weavon cap and placed it on her head after securing her hair with a tight rubberband.
The party was filled with strippers in the name of dancers showing off what they got. The whole area was crowded but more people were trouping in. She went to the bar, ordered a drink, did some sightseeing and later stood up to do some booty shaking. Before long, a tall, dark and handsome gentle bobo came to join her on the dance floor.
Ready for some serious talking.
She walked him outside where they chatted for a few minutes then proceeded to their car. He was taking her home.
Homer Jeep. She don hammer.
He couldn’t even wait. Obviously, he lived very far. His hands were all over her. Enticing but awkward since the driver was mere inches away from them. It wasn’t long before he passed out on her. Dude has done some serious drinking. She relaxed and stared out the window glad to be left to enjoy this hot ride even if nothing else.
She was joggled back to the present when the car made a loud screeching noise, planning to grind to a halt but having lost all control wasn’t going to. She saw it. They were about to be joined in holy matrimony with this large petrol tanker in front. She stared at the driver who was screaming like a little girl and wanted to burst out laughing but couldn’t bring herself to do it. She had just been drained of all emotions. She looked at her date by her side and felt slight happiness as he wont feel the impact of the endless kiss they were about to share. Sorrow engulfed her as she thought of Stephanie. Her little mistake of joy.
Please hun, do this for me, don’t let anyone kiss you.