Fears - Part 2
“If you're still searching for love, stop and do this right away!” I raised my head to see who had spoken. I wanted to see what he had said we should do but perhaps I hadn't raised my head fast enough. The speaker was a tall, dark-skinned guy. And maybe like the kind of guys Temi described as handsome with a chagrin. Once, I had turned down a relationship offer from a guy in our church and Temi held my face in her hands when I told her, and rubbed my eyes. She didn't understand why I didn't even want to know the guy. These your eyes don't see clearly, she said. I bursted into laughter but she didn't laugh. You said no to that guy blatantly, she still told me over dinner two hours later that day, her eyes far away, her mouth munching a spoonful of bland rice I had cooked that evening. I wanted to change the topic and tell her sorry that the rice didn't taste as sweet as the smoky jollof I had cooked the day before but the words got stuck in my throat....