Must Read: Razor Tongue - Season 1 - Episode 13

7 years ago

Must Read: Razor Tongue - Season 1 - Episode 13

Sheila left the library and walked back to her
hostle. She needed a warm bath and something
to eat. Something good, delicious and relishing.
She felt like indulging herself. She was in no
mood to cook. She glanced at her wrist watch, it
was 6 p.m. Some of the restaurants on campus
would have closed. She had la!d out plans on how
she would spend her money. She would be
drilling a hole in her allowance if she decided to
leave the campus and eat out. If only her parents
would increase her allowance. Her phone
vibrated, she pulled it out of one of her blue jeans
trouser pockets.

It was her father. Why was he calling? She had
spoken with her parents two nights ago. She
wondered why her dad was calling. Probably he
wanted to inform her that they have decided to
increase the money they give her monthly.

Wishful thinking. Her parents were not ready to
increase her allowance anytime soon. She pressed
the answer key.

“Hello, Dad good evening.”
“Evening pumpkin, how are you doing?”
“Okay… ”
“Are you free tonight?”
A frown creased her brow, now what? If they
want her to come home for whatever reason,
there had be a catch, preferably in cash. “It
depends,” she heard her father chuckle. May be it
was high time she stopped going home every
weekend. That was one of the disadvantages of
schooling close to home. She was now a big girl
and would be twenty soon. Once a month was
okay, except when she needed something. She
would discuss it with them during the weekend.

“Baby girl… Are you there?”
His voice pierced through here thoughts,
“Hmmm… ”
“Sheila… ”
“Yes… Yes dad.”
“Your mother and I are trying out a new Chinese
restaurant, we thought you might like… ”
“Chinese restaurant! Tonight?”
“Yes, tonight.”
“Fantastic. I am free! I am free! I am coming
home straight away.”
“Hold your horses girl. We will come and pick you
up.”
“Great! Fantastic! Thanks dad, you are the best!”
Her father laughed and hang up. Sheila half ran
and half walked the rest of the way to her hostle.
Free dinner! That was extra cash for her. No need
to touch her dwindling allowance. That was the
best news she had heard that week. It was so
cool being an only child. Although, sometimes she
wished she had a sibling or two, but most times,
she saw the benefits of being an only child. Her
parents and all they had were at her beck and
call.

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John led his wife and daughter into the Chinese
restaurant. They found a table close to the
window. They settled down and made their
orders.
“Can you imagine the crowd in this place?”
Eureka looked around. All the tables were almost
taken.

“Lagosians and food,” John grinned.
“We are here for the same reasons.”
Her parents turned to look at her, trust their
daughter to hit the nail on the head. A waiter
brought their meal and another arranged their
drinks on the round table.

“Chinese food… always fresh,” Sheila picked up
her cutlery and dug into her food.
“Did you say your prayers?”
“Hmmm… ” She lifted her head and met her
mother’s disapproving gaze. She shook her head
and swallowed the food in her mouth. She said a
quick prayer and continued eating.