Adaobi Enlightened

‘Adaobi, Adaobiiii!!!’ Nkemezi shouted at the top of her voice. “Where is this child?” she grunted in annoyance. Nkemezi was a striking woman. Her body built like sculpted steel. You could tell from her walk and her gait that she had lived many lives. She was purposeful in her speech and her expressions. There was a vexed look in her eye. Then there was a way she spoke; her voice was peculiar, like the sound of the echoes the nearby Ogboora streams gave off when the women interrupted its flow with their wading and washing. She would utter her words as though she were daring you to provoke her, so she could tell you her many stories.

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