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Her brown, wrinkly skin looks like discared, wrinkled, paper bag left to itself. Her eyes, over the years, has grown dull and cloudy as though she has seen too much suffering. Her back is stooped over as if she carried invisible weights upon them. Her silver hair is thinning, and her smile shows that her teeth are rather yellow. Along with this, it could be seen that the lips, once beautiful, are dry and cracked. She stands slowly to talk and hobbles towards the younger woman laying tiredly on the couch with her cane.
âYou should consider going back.â she says through her weakly cracked voice. People still consider her too active for her age
âAnd why is that?â She staggers over to take her own seat. âThis house wouldnât bear you up much longer, Viv.â Vivian jerks up in provocation. âWhat? That I should leave your house?â Her face contorts in an all-consuming anger whilst breathing out hot air. âItâs not your fault. I mean itâs no oneâs fault, actually. Save for Adejoh, I shouldnât be back in this low life…â she grabs her slippers, and heads for the bedroom. ââŚand I am leaving right away! Donât you – or anyone – ever come looking for me.â After this, she flings the magazine in her hand onto the couch, stamping her feet with venom against the tiled floor. The old woman jerks back involuntarily as the bedroom door opens and closes hard. Once in a while, if you are lucky, you meet that person that divides your entire life into the time before you met, and the time after!
This thing called LOVE â Grace Ochigbo
Episode one dropping 8am tomorrow, Wednesday, 14th February, 2018
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