Mama sat on her wood and raffia palm bed and pondered over what she had heard papa and his friend discuss. She hadn’t been too shocked at the discovery and quite frankly, she had half expected it. Hadn’t Papa made it clear, just some weeks after her conception, that he would take a new wife if this pregnancy turned out like the last two. Even though it hadn’t, a part of mama still expected the worst. What Papa really meant to say was “if you don’t give me a boy this time, I will have to take a new wife” and mama knew it all too clearly.
She knew when Eneojo came into the compound. She had heard voices and since papa hadn’t been talking much lately, she knew it had to be one of his closest friends that had come calling. She had tiptoed towards the main entrance and…
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