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Tuesday, 19 December 2017

The Surprise Kiss


  The heels clicked and stabbed at the marble floors, barely making any impact as it bounced me back up and on my feet. The buckle around my ankle unstrapped itself and I almost lost my steps which I exaggerated to emphasize my crazy catwalk. I know I cat walk and it is funny to me, when people describe it. Especially children, the hip to shin ratio makes them find my unique steps hilarious. And I just laugh and throw my head back when they do. I love kids and I love their honesty and free range ability to move and run around everywhere. They put a smile back on my face when I am lost in my thoughts and trying to understand why I have not achieved so much more at this junction in my life. I know you are wondering what I am doing here, I do not have an answer. I think or try to see why in my head and the answer is crazy.
I want to see happy people and I want to imagine myself happy again. So i choose a mall and one with a great discount offer. Where I know that family members would go to. Ikeja is busy this Christmas season and so many people are shopping. I want ice cream, the rich shocking type. The one so intense it lingers in your mouth and takes its time to melt.
I am almost in the mall when the buckle gets loose. I half squat and get on my knees and try very hard to keep my knees off the ground. Then it happens for the first time since I lost my partner, The Surprise Kiss. Not from anyone I expected but from a cute little girl in afro puffs. Her tight curly hair formed knots around the edges of her hair and I just watch her big deep brown eyes. She didn't just give me a kiss, she added a fun sound and exciting mmmmmmuuaahh.
I watched her spread her arm and hug me and I almost start to cry and then I hear her mum screech and rip her away from me.
'My daughter is such a hugger', she half apologized.
The little girl hugged me and refused to let go and I just hug her back and shut my eyes. It was like a weight was lifted off me and I kneel and drop her gently into the arms of her eager mum.
As I do, the little girl jumps out of her mother's arms and off and away. I finished buckling my shoes and then watched her mum chase after her and smiled. Kids
   The last time I was here, I watched my partner with his ex. The chemistry was real and my friends were in shock. I was not, I did not see it coming. I cannot lie, but the chemistry between us had long died.
It was placid and if his ex had not shown up and gotten pregnant, we would have been trapped in a loveless relationship. I would never have met my husband or would not have believed that anyone can be happy in a marriage.
Sitting on the edge of this balcony and watching couples march into the mall, it was a real window to their mysterious lives.
I watched a lady hold her man and he slapped it away, another tried to hold his girlfriend and she quietly removed his hands while avoiding eye contact. Some didn't bother to hold each other and others couldn't stop touching.
A familiar laugh caught my attention and made me stand up. That was Nnoye's laughter and I got up to see who she was with. Idibia had a blazer on and no shirt and she had on his shirt that grabbed her baby bump. They looked like lovers catching up and I almost fall off the balcony watching them. Idibia looks up and catches me looking and attract Nnoye's attention.
'Ade', Nnoye was in shock and quickly put some distance between them.
'Hi', I add and returned to my seat.
 I know that they will join me and I quickly send Ajoke a message.

   Here we go again..

**"ADE'S JOURNAL", Season 2, Episode 89**
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Adebusola Ukayat Elegbede is a Playwright and Content creator with a passion for real life challenges. Born in Kaduna state and lives in Lagos Nigeria, she has a passion for story telling from the perspectives of characters in conflicting situations. I started out on the New Writing Project in Nigeria with the British Council Lagos Nigeria and The Royal Court Theatre, Sloane Square U.K. My passion for creating stories led to comic books, television drama's and an online journal on my website (busolaelegbede.com). As part of the WPIC in Stockholm Sweden 2012, the experience has forged life long friends and ignited my passion as a volunteer and advocate for human rights and the United Nations 17 Sustainable Development Goals.

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