Economical State Of Her Country

The next morning, Christian dropped Lanre over at her place, then he left. Lanre got inside, changed her clothes and left. She wanted to call and ask her brother why he wants her to be home that day, but she did not feel like calling him. To her she would just be wasting her airtime. They might end up fighting, even if they don’t, it will just be another boring call cause she may not talk to him.

Lanre got to Ibadan in an hour thanks to the fact that it was Sunday and the road was less busy. She got home and immediately regrets leaving Lagos immediately she got to her apartment. Her mother has gone to church and the gate was locked. They did not even dropped the key.

“I should have called or stay back”. She muttered. Then she turned around and went across to the store opposite their house. She was going to wait there until her mother returns from church.

“So today’s really Sunday! For a moment I thought it was Saturday”. Lanre said to herself laughing at the absurdity of her thought. Just then her stomach growled. She didn’t have breakfast before leaving. She mentally scolds herself for not listening to Christian when he told her they should stay back and order breakfast. She made him take her to her place with the excuse that she needed to hurry and leave for Ibadan. She will eat when she gets home.

“Madam, you get pure bliss? I no want the wafers”. Lanre said to the shop owner asking her to give her pure bliss biscuit.

“I no get. Na the chocolate biscuit de and cabin (I don’t have. I only have chocolate biscuit and cabin)”. The woman said to Lanre. Lanre frowns. She wanted pure bliss. She told the woman to give her cabin and Fanta to drink.

“Everything na how much?” Lanre asked the woman the cost for what she was buying. The woman told Lanre the Fanta was two hundred naira while the biscuit was sixty naira. Lanre laughed. She did not know if she was laughing at herself or the economical state of her country or the woman who called the price for her.

“Do you have Oxford cabin? Please give me that one of you do. And please give me chi exotic instead. Make I know say na better drink I de use my money but”. Lanre said giving back the Fanta and the cabin biscuit to the woman. The woman gave her the Oxford cabin biscuit which she was selling for four hundred naira and chi exotic which she sold to Lanre for the sum of eight hundred naira.

Lanre thanked the woman and paid for the biscuit and the drink. She opened the biscuit and started to eat from it telling herself this was better than that small thing she would have bought for sixty naira. At least Oxford cabin is much and was well packaged. She smiled as she sipped the chi exotic nectar she bought. At least she knew she was not drinking colour and water mixed with sugar, but some fruit juice made of coconut and pineapple.