Turner's chance

ade it to her list

She was going to go to each town and take photos, numberless, of places and people and buildings, while she seeped the coffee latte that she had come to like. She was going to go singing with girls, drawing and constructing with the guys in her class. She was going

y, under the veil of the night, in a wedding that is supposedly hers. There she was, in a co

smile had eased the tension in her throat, just like now, assuring her that she wasn't all alone on foreign grounds. She was from Czech republic and had never been out of her home country, she said, in the course of their discussion. Emily's trimmed brows were r

fine

to it. She loathed the fact that she had to make her hair and herself look like them, just so she would be considered, welcomed and up to par. Of course, she knew, the tiny, tenacious voice inside of her made sure she knew and always remembered that s

forts to make it look real. She wondered what was running in the minds of the guests. W

ure. I am. W

though, said she will be here in fifteen minutes. She still ha

er to grab you something on her way? Napki

ry

kaysh, can't you see? You won't have to worry about your scholarship anymor

all of these boiled down to but

u came up with it will f

ry. You have a long ass traditional name, no offen

e ta

me coming from a novelist. So you see, Aanuoluwakishi. There's no short form as well. Your girl had to create o

"Okay, smart

t something to drink

just fine. Find you a ma

you

he wa

self and drown in the sadness a

here this night getting married? That too to a white man she had never seen or known? They will be surprised to say the least and that surprise will be surpassed by the

find out, but it will be long past before they did. She would have been over it and the mock marriage would

l, she should not even be existing if she had not. It would have been a declaration of her death. But she had only seen

their way were an embodiment of class and beauty. And they were walking towards her. Her insides

their lenthy flamboyant dresses and a

stood be

yes instead of black. She enclosed Aanu in a hug and said, "Welcome to the family, Aanu." Aanu was

twitching irrately and she began to have questions

ut time must not have allowed me perfection." The first woman came again. Aanu

ed it fine enough. And I am s

s sister." She turned to the two besid

took a look at her and the sou

you a handsome amount for this deal to hav

ve to act the good sister in-law and put up with you." The one with the sa

Aanu stu

d to Aanu and said, "I am sorry Aanu, do not mind t

thank

eb will be he

he two other ladies away, who gav

t hospitality and openness, from what she knew at least, and ease the mind of the bride, assuring her of safety amongst the people of her new family. But these peop

and hopefully to end soon with a clean divorce, Aanu hoped the so called party

bared her soul out to them. She could draw, she could listen to music and she could zone in and out of sleep as she cried. She could do whatever. Afterwards, she would eat

celebration of an everlasting and enduring relationship between the Bays and Turners. Although, Aanu

ould he seek to understand why an undergraduate student from outside Europe, all the way from the dark Continent and from the little Osun state in Nigeria was bein

not even need to think of her at all. She, on her end, will keep away, from his s

at engulfed her that she did

el

mmanding. It was devoid o

home and the man before her was a friend, she would tease him often about how he had a lot beans in his growing days. He was wa

ince the man in front of her was not in a regular hoodie and pants, but was clad in a

f for her flaw. "Bay Aanu."

l courteous smile. "I a

smile