CHAPTER 12When Lara returned to school on Sunday afternoon, she changed into the mandatory blue checkered-patterned house wear and went to afternoon prep.
With a biology textbook open in front of her, she pretended to study, but her mind was miles away. Folake noticed.
“It’s a boy, isn’t it? You’ve been staring at the diagram of the heart for almost thirty minutes,” said Folake.
“How do you know I’m not trying to memorize the parts, ehn?” said Lara in a bid to cover up, wondering if it was so obvious she was not studying and who else besides Folake knew.
“Yes, parts indeed. Na only man fit cause this kain tin. I’m not stupid,” said Folake.
“Clearly. And yes…you’re right.”
“Ooooh!” Folake squealed in excitement. “I smell a truckload of gist coming my way,” she said, rubbing her hands
