I simply look at the ice roll down the fanta that Efya has brought out from her fridge to serve to the serpents sitting right before me.
To my amazement they acted like everything would be ok between us all, in her words” after all its been 5 years 6 months”
Jacqueline looked like in the last 5 years all she did was smoke crack, while Djimon beat her and he looked like he swallowed a truck.
Torn out of my reverie by Jacqueline’s irritating laughter, I try to piece together whatever nonsense had been so funny.
“ you know Efya, you and your brother were the light of my life and I was devastated when you left me 3 years ago” she turns to me, “ Ajifa, my heart went out to you every day from the day you left us”
I look at her with such disgust. “so this same heart didn’t go out to me when your boyfriend was choke rapping me ehn? And explicitly performing his BDSM crap on me?”