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A NIGERIAN ROMANCE NOVEL
Coupled with the guilt of killing a friend in the university, John Salami returns back to Nigeria with the hope of having a fresh start. There he meets Bisola, the girl h...
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Bisola
"How are you?" I asked, totally thrilled at seeing Issac after three long years. He had grown taller, his face more mature and more handsome.
"I'm fine," he responds as a huge smile graces his lips "How about you?"
"I'm...good," I said, my eyes scanning him. Issac was my grandmother's next-door neighbor and his house was quite close to hers. His mom and grandma knew each other well so he made frequent visits to her house and also came during our first Sunday family gathering. Currently, he had been away serving in Jos, and I was glad to see he had come back.
"What's up?" I questioned, "How was Jos?"
"Fine," he responded, then sighed "I'm glad I'm back though,"
I nodded. Although I mostly saw him once in a while, me and Issac we're very good friends and were relatively close. We talked about a few things together and he knew quite a lot about me. I also knew a lot about him too. He was kind of like a long-distance best friend. Now that he had arrived, we had plenty to discuss.
"It's nice seeing you after all these years," he remarked "You haven't changed at all,"
I laughed, about to ask him about his experiences in Jos but was cut off by Sister Boluwatife calling my name from the kitchen. I groaned.
"I'm coming. Let me go answer her and we'll continue our conversation,"
"Actually," Issac looked down to check his smartwatch "I have to go. Got some business to attend to. I just came to greet Grandma and then leave,"
"Oh," I didn't pretend to hide my disappointment "Well okay,"
"What are you sounding so down for?" he eyed me skeptically "Let's have lunch tomorrow, I'll give you a call. Hope you haven't changed your number?"
I shook my head no.
"Good," he rose his hand to pat my shoulder "Later," and then he walked out of the living room, slamming the door behind me.
Was that Isaac? He sounded so... different. Like something had changed in him and it had this odd vibe on me. The Issac I knew was timid, shy, and a man of few words. His responses weren't even five sentences long. I wondered if something was wrong but didn't try to dwell on the fact too much. We could talk about it tomorrow.
I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding and turned, only to meet the small-structured frame of Tominsin who was glaring at me from the corridor.
I rose an eyebrow "What Is it?"
She folded her arms "Is something going on between you and Issac?"
I scoffed "No. Why would you think something like that?"
