Chapter Five

'You're a genius,' I replied, smiling at Chioma. 'When the time comes, I'll definitely need you to work with me.'

'Really? Thank you,' Chioma responded excitedly.

Chioma remained fascinated by the market and its offerings. After observing the bustling scene and purchasing the fireworks that had brought her there, she expressed her ambition to own her own mall in the future while also supporting me in my wine-making venture. Initially unsure about which fireworks to choose, Chioma wanted something captivating and attention-grabbing. After careful consideration, she settled on a box of fireworks that the shop owner explained would create a dazzling display when ignited. With the purchase complete, Chioma paid the shop owner, and we left the market.

Meanwhile, I was pleased with all the clothes I had bought. For my trip to the village on the 24th, I had chosen a thin baby pink sweater that looked exceptionally adorable, a pair of blue jeans, and white sneakers. Concerned that the harmattan dust might turn my white sneakers into dusty brown ones, I hesitated momentarily. However, my fondness for pink and white prevailed, and I decided to embrace the harmattan season and enjoy the weather despite the potential consequences.

'Chioma, how do I look?' I enquired after changing into the outfit, seeking her opinion on whether it suited me well.

'Eva, you look absolutely charming,' Chioma complimented. 'You're beautiful... I believe that a good-looking person can rock anything.' She gazed at me with admiration.

While Christmas was a time to showcase our best outfits, it wasn't just about wearing anything, no matter how charming one appeared.

Upon returning home from the market, where I had purchased an array of items, I took a short nap before diving into studying for my upcoming mock exams.