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ONE MONTH TO PRESENT DAY

The green bushes now looking almost black. Their shadows twice as long as themselves. The air was damp and cool, smelling faintly of wet earth. Uche sat out on the veranda preparing his lesson note. The mosquitoes were out, singing and dancing around him. He was about slapping one against his lap when a motorcycle pulled up in front of their lodge giving the parasite a chance to die another day. A young lady dressed in blue jeans and white polo alighted from behind. She paid the motorcyclist who dropped her huge bag on the ground and drove away.

This must be the new corp member OBJ told him about he reasoned. True to his words, she was beautiful. Light skinned, midnight-black hair that flowed over her shoulders, with a twine-thin sculpted figure. Her crescent-shaped eyebrows inclined slightly as she saw him staring at her. He yelped at being caught staring. Her languid eyelashes of velvet-black blinked once as if to invite him over.