BITTER FLAMES

Amos smiled when comfort brought breakfast, placed it on the shiny wooden table and smiled. It was good to be married.“Best my dear sit down near me” he said patting the space next to him with his left palm. Comfort sat down slightly abashed and lifted the lovers the stainless aluminum plates in front of them. His eyes widened when he set them on the spicy hot jollof rice with slices of ripe plantain spread in deep hot oil spread here and there they widened even more when comfort uncovered a smaller plastic plate containing two large pieces of beef, fried and deep in tomatoes stew. He could hardly wait, he quickly grabbed one of the spoons in the tray pan and was about to download a first spoon into his mouth.“Wait first!” comfort said“Bless the food first now”“Hmmm practice makes perfect oh … what are we going to teach our children when they start coming”?“Time Talk” Amos said “let’s pray”“Baba God, we thank you for this delicious package, bless it for us, in Jesus name”“Amen” they both echoed “Best my dear, go bring me small dry pepper, I like my jollof rice with plenty pepper” Amos ordered and watched comfort slowly got up,pull down the creases on her flowery designed calico skirt and walked into the tiny adjoining room that served as their kitchen. She was beautiful, he reconfirmed. He kept his eyes on her shapely figure and bottle smooth brown skin until she was out of sight “fine girl, no pimple” he said to himself. As was grateful that had made a good choice for himself. His eyes move to her picture in the wall, she had a flat nose but she was still pretty with well-set lips. Her eyes were, the most beautiful features on her face, pear shaped with hazel not pupil. Her coffee brown skin was a clear contrast with his, which was very fair and has earned him the name “Oyibo” among his neighbors and co-workers, though hardship has tarnished his complexion a lot, working under ablazing sun daily. Looking around the little living room they were about to eat in. He had every reason to be grateful and to God, his sourjourm from his village to the city was rewarding. It was not much but he believed strongly that the future held a lot of good for him and family he had just begun forming.There was still plenty of time for him to make a better life for them, he was only a young man in his thirties. The bright green diapries hanging on the wall got his attention, they were given to him by his God-mother from the church he attended few blocks away when he first rented the tiny apartment. He remembered how empty he had fat when he used all the money had saved from his mechanic work to buy the Miniaturefurniture, Electronic set and the linoleum carpet on the floor. It was worth it after all. He made up his mind to work rain and shine to acquire his own workshop to be able make enough money for a bigger shelter. He looked at the appetizing slices of fried plantain and wondered why comfort was taking so much tim

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