I know say I’m fine but I also know say I’m not THAT fine. Tell me why the mother, father and a fine brother come stand in front of my father’s house, looking at me shade my mama market? They watched me squirm. Pardon my pidgin o. I was not comfortable at all. I felt like a fish in a pond. I took my mother to our backyard. “Nma o, why are these people here?” Who are they? More importantly, “why are they looking at me?” “I told you about them”, she said. “They saw your picture and want you to marry their son.” “The guy that didn’t go to school?” “Yes”. “Is he the one standing with them outside?” Why didn’t he come to me instead of gawking with his parents? Not sure I want to marry that kind person. “He’s not the one”. I breathed out. “They said he’ll be around during this (October)season.” Ah! The famous October. Well, I’m here and ready to mingle but; I quickly remembered, “Mumsy, don’t try to marry me off. I will decide when I see the guy” I’m not into arrange marria...
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