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    Episode 1

    SYNOPSIS:
    Her lips spit venom. Her very presence
    spells
    doom for all. Her family hates her with
    passion.
    She has no more friends because all have
    tasted from her bites. Everybody want her
    out
    of their lives but she stuck to them like a
    leech.
    One unguarded moment led to a series of
    events which left her much more vulnerable
    than a day old baby. Bingo! Everyone wants
    their pound of flesh.
    Charles Adams took a quick glimpse at his
    appearance in the standing mirror nailed to
    the
    cream wall of the master bedroom. A
    seventy
    year old six feet tall dark broad shouldered
    man
    clad in an ankara embroiled outfit stared
    back
    at him. He had aged slowly, some say he
    looks
    as if he was in his mid sixties, he could
    accept
    that, but those who say he looks like he was
    in
    his fifties were liars.
    He had lived a good life, retired as a
    renowned
    medical doctor, married to an extra-
    ordinary
    woman who bore him three wonderful
    children.
    Martha, his first daughter and first child
    was
    doing very well in the banking industry. But
    her
    unmarried status have been a form of weak
    link
    in her chains of success. She would be forty
    in
    two months time and he wonders how she
    fares
    emotionally. Whenever she pays a visit, she
    puts up a wall labelled ‘I am fine’, painted
    with
    a plastic smile that barely reached her
    hazel
    eyes.
    Dorcas, his second daughter and last child
    was
    married with two children who are in their
    teens. She was thriving in the event
    planning
    business and her husband was a famous
    professional photographer. The likes of TY
    Bello
    and Co. She and his wife had planned the
    party
    and her husband’s assistants were assigned
    to
    capture the day in pictures. Perfect, isn’t it?
    Nice to have these set of people in the
    family.
    John, his only male and second child was
    also
    married; his beautiful wife did not conceive
    until
    after Dorcas had, had her two children,
    although John got married before her. He
    and
    hiswife were doing well, lost in the work
    and
    things of God.
    That young man could have done better
    things
    with his life. He had a Phd. in International
    Relations, Masters in Law, and Bsc. in
    Political
    Science. His qualifications were wasted in
    the
    pursuit of an unseen God, not that he didn’t
    believe in God, but, should one stop one’s
    life
    and jump into, into… What did John call it?
    Ministry, Calling? Yes, that is exactly what
    he
    called it, calling, divine calling to be
    precise.
    Charles shook his head, dark brows knitted
    in a
    frown. If they were doing God’s work, why
    did
    God curse them with such a trouble-maker
    of a
    child? Was Sheila their thorn in the flesh?
    That
    young woman can drive any sane person
    crazy
    with just a single word. He shivered at the
    thought.
    “Young man! Don’t tell me you are not yet
    ready. Everybody is here!” His wife’s voice
    drifted into the room from the hall way.
    She made her way into the bedroom and
    found
    her husband chuckling. One brow raised,
    “What
    is so funny?” Charles walked up to her and
    pulled her close, “At seventy, you still call
    me a
    young man.” Nnese tried to pull away, but
    he
    tightened his grip.
    “No matter how old you are, you will always
    remain my young man,” She winked, “We
    have
    guests to attend to.”
    He sighed, it was his birthday, a few family
    and
    close friends were celebrating with them. He
    would have prefered an uninterrupted day
    alone with his wife, but, a small party had
    already been planned before he could voice
    his
    desires.
    His dark brown eyes drank his wife’s petite
    frame. At five feet six inches, curvy hips and
    abundant b0s0m, she could carry herself
    even
    at her age. Her chocolate cream complexion
    hasn’t lost their glitter.
    “Charles… Guests are waiting.”
    “Queen Nnese…” He took a bow, “Let us
    attend
    to our hungry guests.”
    She could hardly stop the laughter that
    bubbled through her. Her husband could be
    comical when he wants to be. That was one
    of
    the reasons why she married him.
    Charles and his wife headed for the garden.
    The
    moment they walked in, everyone seated got
    to
    their feet and started singing, “Happy
    birthday
    to you…” Martha and her siblings went over
    to
    their parents and hugged them, followed by
    their spouses and children. Charles thanked
    everyone for coming and the party
    commenced.
    Sheila joined her cousins at a table.
    Edidiong
    and Boma came along with their dates. She
    wondered why they always bring someone
    new
    to every family event. Their relationships
    barely
    last a month. Why bother?
    She wasn’t interested in a relationship at
    the
    moment. At five feet nine inches, with a
    slim
    and well curved body, she had, had her
    share
    of admirers. But not until she graduates at
    twenty one, she will not venture into any
    relationship.
    “Sweet heart, have you met my cousin?”
    Edidiong was speaking to her date, but was
    staring at her. Sheila met her gaze, the look
    in
    her eyes spelt mischief and she could
    discern
    that her cousin was up to no good. She had
    promised her parents that she would avoid
    squabbles, but if anyone brings trouble her
    way, she was more than ready to fight back.
    “Her name is Sheila and she is the black
    sheep
    of the family,” She and her date started to
    laugh. Sheila decided to ignore them.
    “Cat got your tongue?” Boma addressed
    her.
    He
    and his date were also laughing.
    She noticed that they were beginning to
    attract
    attention. If she allowed her cousins to go
    on
    with their ridiculous comments, she might
    lose
    her temper. She decided to end the whole
    tirade once and for all, before it got out of
    hand.
    She pointed at their dates, “If both of you
    think
    theyare serious about you, then you better
    think again,” they all stopped laughing, ”
    These
    two cousins of mine bring a different date
    to
    every family function. I have photos in my
    phone as proof.”
    Boma and Edidiong starred at her in
    disbelief.
    An uncomfortable silence settled over them.
    Boma’s date picked up her bag and got to
    her
    feet. He reached out for her hand, but she
    used
    her bag to hit him and headed out. He got
    up
    and hurried after her.
    Edidiong’s date pushed his food away and
    dabbed his lips with a napkin. He drained
    his
    glass in one gulp and pushed his chair
    backwards.
    “Sweet heart…” He ignored her and left the
    table without a word. Edidiong shot her
    cousin
    an angry look, “You will pay for this!” She
    threatened and ran after her date.
    Mission accomplished! Sheila sighed and
    sipped
    at her drink. Martha saw her neice and
    nephew
    running after their dates. She wondered
    what
    was going on. She turned and saw Sheila
    smiling sheepishly. She left her seat and
    approached her, “When are you going to
    stop
    this unpleasant habit of yours?”
    Sheila looked up at her aunt, wondering
    what
    she was talking about.
    “Were you born to make everyone around
    you
    miserable?”
    Boma and Edidiong returned without their
    dates. Their countenance brightened when
    they realized that their aunt was scolding
    their
    cousin.
    “Must you wave your wand of despair at
    every
    family function? Can’t you be normal just
    for
    once?”
    Sheila placed her glass of chilled chapman
    on
    the table and stood, the only way to avoid
    creating a scene was to leave. She eyed her
    self
    righteous aunt who didn’t even bother to
    find
    out what had happened before shooting
    blames
    and insults.
    “Is it me you are looking at like that?”
    Without a word, head high, shoulders
    raised,
    Sheila walked out of the garden. Martha
    starred
    after her in mad rage. “Look at this little
    ingrate…” She marched after her neice.
    Boma and Edidiong exchanged glances,
    trouble
    brews for Sheila. Both teens went in
    different
    directions to alert their parents and Sheila’s
    parents.

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    interesting. ride on

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    I am following this

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    nice

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    Love dis

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