Onome kept clearing her throat like she had something stuck in it but her reaction was more out of anxiety. 'Okay, how long has she been into this?" Mr Desmond asked further. "Since my daddy found it difficult to cater for all of us." Onome replied. "Hmmm..I see.." Her uncle responded, consistently nodding his head. "Boy!" Her uncle called out to the young lad. He hurried down. "Sir!" The young lad responded. "Bring her food and some juice." Mr Desmond said. "Okay sir." The young lad said as he hurriedly returned to the kitchen. Onome had the urge to decline the offer but she knew she really wanted to eat thus she changed her mind. Before long, the young lad brought in a large plate of jellof of rice, with fried plantain and a whole chicken, along side a jar of orange juice. Onome began to salivate.πŸ˜ͺ


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