Life With Tutu

'Emenike you have no choice. You must do it' Chuks said, appraising Emenike coolly Emenike's head is buried in his hands. There is a forlon look about him. The waitress comes to their table after being signaled by Chuks ‘Get us a bottle of Hennessey’ Chuks ordered ‘ With ice sir?’ ‘ Of course with ice!’ She moves away. Chuks hisses, muttering under his breath' Whoever drinks Hennessey absent ice' Emenike lifts up his head, his face asheen with tears. Chuks shifts his gaze uncomfortably from him, embarrassed by the tears ‘ We all passed through this stage Emenike. You’ll get used to it' Emenike gives him a ghost of a smile as he whispers ' Will I?’ Chuks, firmly 'You will, brotherly. You will' Emenike drops his gaze and stares at his hands. He starts crying, deep sobbs appear to tear out of his throat. Chuks looks alarmed and grabs him by the shoulders ‘ Get a grip, my man!’ Emenike continues crying, oblivious of Chuks's grip. Oblivious of his sur

 How I could have been so blind, eludes me. How could I have been so stupidly trusting?! The day, that day my world collapsed on my shoulders, started uneventfully. Had breakfast with my sons and went to my plaza to see to business. Hubby called me up at noon to invite me to a party thrown by a friend, scheduled for the evening. According to him the celebrant was 'our’ mutual friend. I kept musing as to who this friend was. I asked him but he said it was going to be a pleasant surprise. Anyways, I’m always game for a party. No be to chop ofada rice, ayatmase sauce washed down very favourably with Smirnoff? All free! I dressed carefully and called my beautician to fix my face specially. By the time she was done, I was looking like a million dollars. I left to join hubby at his office and we set off. I noticed Chief was unusually happy.  ‘It's like this party is going to be the bomb oo' I teased him. He smiled and nodded ‘This one that you are so happy’ I continued Chief laug