YET TO COME

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~Chinwem's Home

The sound of the phone ringing drew her out of the kitchen where she was making breakfast –or was it brunch?

It was past eleven o’clock and she had only woken up about forty minutes ago.

She dried her washed hands very well on a kitchen napkin before picking her smart phone and checking the caller ID.

She smiled radiantly because it was from her sister.

She took the call.

Her sister’s ever excited voice—the very one that had gotten them into trouble with their father—said her name from the other end.

‘Chinwem, how are you doing?’ she all but squealed into the receiver.

A wide grin claimed her face.

‘I'm alright Corinne,’ she said with a voice that revealed exactly how happy she was. ‘What about you? How do you do my dear?’

Corinne snorted.

‘How do you do too my sugar plum,’ was her mocking reply.

But, Chinwem was used to Corinne’s jibes and mocking tone.

It was part of her, like skin on flesh.

‘Baby,’ someone said from Corinne’s end. She recognized the voice.

It belonged to her other sister, the central sister as they called her for they were triplets.

‘Melody, is that you?’ she inquired jokingly.

Corinne started to laugh.

‘No,’ was Melody’s retort. ‘It’s Madeleine my dear—that’s if I sound anything like her,’ she said, referring to their elder step-sister.

Chinwem couldn't help the laugh that stole her that instant.

It took a bit to regain her composure.

‘No offence but I think Made sounds way cooler than you Melody,’ she finally said when she could speak.

‘There was none taken,’ Melody said with a soft laugh.

Corinne joined her too.

‘What you doing at Corinne’s without inviting me?’ she asked a wee bit hurt.

‘She’s at mine,’ Melody said.

‘Yeah, we’re having a pity party. Melody broke up with Sven Ryder.’ Chinwem was confused for a moment.

‘Sven Ryder you say? I do not think that is his name Corri,’ she said to her.

‘Thank you for telling her that,’ Melody said with a mirthful laugh.

‘I think it was Stanley, wasn’t it? Tell me if I'm wrong Melody.’

‘It’s Sven-‘

‘Corinne shut up,’ Chinwem said playfully.

‘She named him that because he likes to ride,’ Melody explained.