It was a cold morning yet what I'm going through had got me sweating like a bird trapped in the chimney of a bakery. You want to know why right? Let me begin from where it all started:
15 months ago, I got a job in a town called Clearview and my colleague Sandra had helped me search for an apartment close to the factory I was working with. Although the room I got was a small self-contain in an old building, it was all I needed to have a fresh start in life. But lately, I've come to the realization that not all fresh starts are guaranteed to work out perfectly.

The two months notice my landlady gave me had elapsed two weeks back and there's still no house in the area that I can rent for 80,000 Naira. So for the last two months and some weeks, I have been sneaking in and out of my apartment just to avoid the persistent nagging of my landlady.

Well, my sneaking ability had failed me when I bumped into the Igbo woman at the gate this morning. I had to lie to her that I was going to get a car to come and park my things in the evening. Yet for the hundredth time, she had to nag about how her brother got married six months ago but still stays in a single room with his wife because I'm still in the self-contain she promised him. After an hour or so she finally allowed me to leave and told me she'll be waiting for me to come and park my stuffs with the car I told her about.
The car that never existed sha.

I kept thinking of what I'll tell my her when I get back home later in the evening because if there's no miracle of any sort, I'm stuck in her house for at least another week. Everything wasn't just right throughout the day and before I could say "time." it was 8pm.
Time to go back home.

...To Be Continued...
#Clearview

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