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She strutted there stuff m, like she was on the walkway in Spain.
Swayed left and right then swung her hips side to side.
Suddenly she woke up and she realized she was in her bed. The dreams of Spain were just that, a dream……

To be continued

Midnight visitor

The woman woke up with a start, for a second she was confused and unsure of where she was. She reached out for her husband and frowned when her hand made contact with a cold pillow.
She fought down her feelings of irritation which were bubbling to the surface, her main prayer point at Brother secondus’ daily revival was for them to leave the shared facilities of yard life and move into a place with it’s own toilet and kitchen.
She felt the familiar pressure in her bladder and got up to ease herself.
She navigated the passage avoiding shoes and cooking utensils lining her path. She did this in NEPA induced darkness . Why NEPA could not obey a simple command ‘let there be light’ was beyond her.
She reached out to open the door smiling at the thought of baptizing Mama Nkechi’s scent leaf bush. Anytime the quarrelsome woman rained invectives on her, the only response she gave was a secret smile at her human catheter bag happy in her secret knowledge.
Her hand stopped short of the door handle as she realized she was hearing voices.
She was about to burst out and catch Remigus with his Bae when the meaning of the words she was hearing sank in. She realized she was witnessing and robbery in progress as she made out a man backing her and pointing a gun at Remigus who had his hands up in surrender.
Before she could stop herself,she opened the door and grabbed the man from behind.
She wrapped her ample arms (Remigus called them Christian mother arms) around his midsection and squeezed imagining it was Mama Nkechi she was handling.
It was all so unexpected he squealed and dropped his gun. Remigus went into action hero mode and picked it up, the hunter now became the hunted.

“Thief, thief, thief” she screamed at the top of her voice. A crowd ran out and the men took over after sending their womenfolk indoors.
The night was filled with anguished screaming and cries of pain followed by silence.

In the morning Remigus filled her in on events that followed the “great capture”. The youths took over and they were without mercy. After extended torturing the criminal gave up his cohorts who funnily enough lived in the neighborhood. The pulled them out one by one, recorded their confessions, cut of their limbs and used them as kindling for a massive bonfire.
The area became the safest in the town with no robberies or even pilfering.
Residents spoke in hushed tones about the night of the great purge.
Mama Nkechi changed and became her best friend and biggest supporter so she stopped her nocturnal watering of the woman’s scent leaf bush.