Chapter 13

When she called Donald to know where he was so that she could meet him, he ignored her call. She tried the second time and it was switched off. She became worried.

Was he meeting a girl? She was pacing around her living room, asking questions upon questions when her phone rang. She thought it was Donald until she picked it up.

“Hello, Pretty,” the voice came quietly.

“Hi,” she said, trying to recognize the voice.

“It is so nice to get you this afternoon”

“I guess I am speaking with Obinna”

“Perfect”

“You called with a different line?”

“Sorry. That is my second line”

“How are you?”

“Great” there was a rush of some emotion. He wanted to express it immediately but kept cool.

“I want to appreciate you again for last week’s programme”

“It’s okay. You know you deserve better”

“That is good to …”

Obinna didn’t know she hadn’t stopped talking when he chipped in “I was thinking if we could go out. What is your schedule like?”