..THIRTY SEVEN..

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...THIRTY SEVEN...

She vividly remembered that hurtful fateful night, five years ago, on her seventeenth birthday.

It had all started with Corinne, her ever crazy triplet.

She had practically forced her out of her bed, confiscating the contemporary romance novel that she had been reading alongside her reading glasses.

She had then coerced her into the skimpy bikini for their birthday pool party with her sugar coated tongue.

She had grudgingly done so after everyone began to persuade her, crowding her room.

They were all dressed in their own bikinis.

There was Corinne [the party planner], Lotenne [the excited elder sister], Melody [the hedonist], Chisimbili [an eager dancer], Adaora [an equally excited fun lover], Onyechinuwelu [a let’s just join the fun] and Diann [a grudging well wisher].

The only person who hadn’t been invited to the party was Madeleine and it was because they all knew she would not approve of such in their father’s absence.

She might even dissuade or totally stop them from holding it.

The pool party had begun at some minutes past eight o’clock.

It was the holidays, so there was no school for anyone especially Adaora who had been fifteen, about to sit for the WAEC examination the following year.

Their father wasn’t around and that was what had given them the effrontery to host such a party at his home.

Corinne had provided the music, blasting the pool and causing the water to ripple softly in time to the beat.

Melody in turn had provided the snacks for the party while Chisimbili and Adaora had dwelt with the decoration.

The party was an enjoyable one with lots of fun, good music, rich chitchat and sweet games.

The girls had a good time dancing and even Chinwem who hadn’t wanted to join in and Diann who liked to stay on her own were really happy that they hadn’t missed it for anything and were currently present.

That was until their father appeared at the scene of the party, looking like the predating tiger that he was, with a desperate Madeleine running after him.

It seemed that she had tried to keep him away from the party.

Well, she had failed and the look on her face betrayed the fact that their father wasn’t going to take it easy on them.

They had all been shocked, glued to the spot with the fear that they all possessed of him.

He had slapped Lotenne first.

She had borne the hard slap without flinching.

‘Gini na-eme ebe a?!' What is happening here?! he thundered in a voice that reminded one of an angry and hungry bison.

‘Father I-‘ Lotenne began only to be struck again.

Madeleine came to her rescue, coming afore her father.

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