Tee's Musings

*Image by Yukari via https://unsplash.com* ................................ Mama Augusta returned last Saturday, but I have still not visited. Although my curiosity over the last few weeks since I first heard had not died, a part of me wondered if her choice for Agatha was any of my business. So, since she returned, I have struggled with two traits… my innate curious trait and my self-taught trait to mind my own business.

My daddy is a great story teller, and I’m the child who inherited that gift.

*Image by Yukari  via https://unsplash.com* Today has not been a good day… but it could have been if I had stayed home. I had gone to visit Mama Augusta earlier... It's been weeks I have visited since the birth of her daughter, Agatha…But she was not home. Papa Augusta said she has taken Agatha to the village yesterday. I wondered if it was not a little too early to travel with a newborn and I asked him same. He said it was a necessary journey…that they needed to circumcise her early enough.

*Image by Luka Vovk via https://unsplash.com* ……………………… In the weeks following Màmá’s visit, Adéòtí didn’t change his mind about getting his own place in town. He still speaks of a future that is vague and full of castles...the kind that can only be built in the air.

*Image by Luka Vovk via https://unsplash.com* There had been a raging storm earlier … on the night I met Adéòtí. Perhaps that should have been the telling sign of doom. But what’s a young maiden to do? He was a familiar face in the midst of the storm. That familiarity created a pseudo sense of safety... but it also blinded me to the 'gaps' in his tales.

* Image by 26everything Films & Photos via https://unsplash.com * .................... We had just welcomed the night sky when Abisoye ran to my house... she brought news... Akinyele had returned.... after 5 months. She wanted me to be prepared, for she was certain he would call on me in the morrow.

** Image by 26everything Films & Photos via https://unsplash.com * It was a few days to the annual Lovers’ Dance.... Akinyele had promised we would go to the Village Square that evening, but he did not show up.... and he was not home. Alabi said he saw him at dawn, that he left with a small sac... he didn’t say where he was headed, and Alabi had not asked, for he could not break his 7 days ritual of silence.