I was on the phone with a friend some days back. While we talked, something kept happening.
According to her, her father occasionally stopped by her door to look in… probably to see if she was alright. You know how it is when you get carried away by a phone conversation and laugh or speak a little louder?
It was when he did that the third time that we ended the call so that she could see if her father needed something. She told me that he’s been doing “holidays” at her place.
I was smiling to myself when we ended the call because she sounded like a little girl each time she said, “my daddy”.
One of the things that a good friend did when her relationship of seven years packed up was to travel to her village. She told me that the man said he wanted more for himself and didn’t see marriage in his immediate future plans. So, they parted ways. But four months later, he married a medical doctor in the U.S. and relocated.
