Online malls have a habit of delivering Mr Ibu when one ordered for RMD. She had told the communications executive that size 8 was what she wanted! Size 8! Never mind that she stopped being a size 8 the week Domino pizza moved to her street.
Her husband was coming home after six months of fighting Boko Haram in Sambisa forest and she needed to look her best. Knowing her husband, he would head straight for the cobwebs down there before noticing she had put on a little weight. Okay, not so little.
With the rate at which marriages crashed these days, and the lack of agile men versed in Bed-o-logy, there was no way she was letting Desmond visit “Edible Catering”, by any fault of hers. (LIB)