Chapter 13
In short-shorts and thin-strapped stilettos, Alera hummed to P-Square’s No One Be like You playing on the stereo as she flipped through Farida’s CD collection on a bookcase beside the TV.
Sobechi perched on the cream-coloured carpet in Farida’s sitting-room, her legs under her backside.
Farida smiled as the strains of the song filtered through her brain. This had been one of her and Yomi’s favorite songs. They had danced to it, in each other’s arms, at home, many times. Just the two of them.
Farida blew out a sigh. But that was over five years ago. Now Yomi was remarrying and she... she was still alone. No fiancé, not even a boyfriend. No, no, she couldn’t continue like this. Maybe it was time to see if there was a future with Nosa...
“Farida! Are you listening?” Sobechi sc
