The Petals of a Hibiscus Flower

Download or read book The Petals of a Hibiscus Flower written by Emeka K. Duru and published by . This book was released on 2017-10-19 with total page 67 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: The contours of life as geographical contours; reflections, adaptations, and the stumbling- fumblings that are somewhat paranoid and the face of life:"The driver kept protesting his innocence, and I explained the dangers he posed to other road users.""Do you now know the dangers, whereas you are double parked here?" Evelina quipped."Did I not park properly yesterday?" Isidore asked.Mimicking him Evelina replied, "did I not park properly yesterday?" shaking her head and mumbling the words, with her tongue stuck out like a weepy and itinerant child. And then the sarcasm hit home "Come on, I have told you I have nothing to do with that woman anymore""Yes, but you are still living as if you are and you keep complaining about running short of money when it could be much better for you to move in with me." "I know but it is not the money as the unjust way I am being milked by this woman and the system that hurts most. I feel like somebody is using her to get at me.""Maybe, maybe not" Evelina retorted, "life is not fair""Are you telling me? However, this is ridiculous" Isidore concluded, as he walked into the bedroom to change his gear.He was a long time in coming out from the bedroom, so Evelina went to find out what was keeping him. Isidore was lying facedown, he could have cried if he could, but there was this constraining hand of the ages, that meant he could not. He remonstrated; here he was with a lady he loved and who loved him but, he was unable to ease her pain by showing some commitment, due to the living scar from before, by a self-confessed nemesis. Evelina clambered to the bed with him, spreading herself on top of him: with her breast crushing his shoulder blades and her pubic area on his buttocks. She was not intent on arousing him sexually but to give him some comfort.This was one of the intangible behaviours of hers that continued to endear her to him: An endearment that put the caution on his every move to avoid causing her pain. But that was exactly what he was doing. Her instinctive connection to him, first of all, scared the daylight out of him. He was like an open book before her, predictable. This was something he had laboured all his life to shield, to be unpredictable and never to be disappointed in anyone"Oh, Evelina," he thought as she said, "big baby, you know you can talk to me. Stop beating up yourself. I just want you to be pragmatic. I am not asking you to marry me. I just feel it will be easier for you if you have less to think about. At least you do not have to pay house rent and you can chip in to pay the bills if you want to play the man of the house, that wouldn't exclude you from doing some chores in the house." She talked into his left ear, tickling his earlobe. She then kissed his lower neck. "Go and warm up your food, I will get some wine, today we shall chill out. The good book says to 'cast your load unto the Lord'and be happy, life is too short. "She rolled over into the bed, to make way for him to go to the kitchen. Isidore left and Evelina lit a cigarette, breaking their unwritten law not to smoke in the bedroom. She just relished the drag and to watch the smoke rings she made spiral up to the ceiling.