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“Now could you go get us the drinks?”. “Sure”,he replied. “Oh and
bring us cold ones,as in ice-block cold”,added Claire. “There are no
‘ice-block cold’ ones. Mommy moved them from the freezer to the fridge
this morning”,he replied. “Just get us the coldest ones you can
find”,she said. “Kay”,he said and left. Eghosa and Claire loved Smirnoff
ice. They didn’t mind alcohol,but they were very picky. Stout was too
bitter-“Why would anyone deliberately torture himself by drinking that
stuff?”,Eghosa had once asked in reference to Stout. They didn’t like
Star or Gulder or Crystal. There wasn’t any particular reason;they just
didn’t like them. Then whiskey,vodka,gin,rum etc were too strong-a few
shots and they’d be down for the count,and they definitely didn’t like
being drunk.
It was gross-puking,being so conked out you could do some
pretty crazy stuff that’d leave you mortified when you regained your
senses,not to mention the massive hangovers you’d have the morning
after. Smirnoff ice,on the other hand,was sweet(Praise God!),they loved
the bottle and it wasn’t too alcoholic. It was love at first taste!
Miriam was pretty much the same,except she could handle the occasional
shot/s of Johnny Walker,St Remy etc. Given how strict their father
was,it was a wonder he didn’t mind them drinking-as long as they didn’t
get drunk(or more accurately,as long as he didn’t see them drunk). It
wasn’t like they went on drinking binges everyday,though. They were
pretty level-headed about the whole thing. None of them ever drank
alcohol outside the house(even when the girls went off to school and
attended the occasional party,they never drank anything alcoholic),and
they all had personal limits. The girls never drank more than two
bottles of Smirnoff a day,and Miriam was preuy much the same. “So
what’s been going on here?”,Claire asked a few minutes later after Jake
had brought their drinks and left. “Nothing much. . . “,Miriam began.
“Don’t even go there,Mims. We’ve been gone for months. There’s gotta be
something that’s happened”
Eghosa cut in. “I didn’t say nothing’s happened,i just said nothing
much”,she said,trying to be blasé about it. “Well. . ?”,Eghosa prompted.
‘Ah,screw it’,Miriam thought to herself and asked aloud,her eyes
beaming with enthusiasm;”Remember Orisha?” “Yeah”,said Claire. “Which
Orisha?
I don’t remember any Orisha”,Eghosa said. “The one from her
class in pry. School that she found on facebook?”,Claire said,trying to
jog her sister’s memory. Eghosa’s face remained blank. “The one she
kissed,that all those small kids in her class came to report her to us?
Cute little guy in glasses?” “Oh. . . That Orisha”,said
Eghosa,recognition dawning. “Well why didn’t you just say it was
him?”,she added. Claird rolled her eyes and smiled. “What about
him?”,Eghosa asked Mimi. “Well he’s back in the country. He’s been back
for over a month now,and we’ve been hanging out. He’s grown up into an
amazing guy;he’s sweet,he’s funny,he has this rare ability to laugh at
himself and his own foibles,he’s kind-a perfect gentleman,he’s just. . .
. Wow”,
she said. “And you’ve got the hots for him”,Claire said
intuitively. “Yes”,Miriam replied without hesitation. “Ooooh. . . .
She’s got it bad! She didn’t even bother to deny it”,Eghosa said to
Claire. They all laughed. “So,anyway”,Miriam continued;”Last week
Friday,we went to this reunion thing,of our primary school set,and there
was this other guy from way back-Mike. He’s hot,and we were talking and
laughing-and Orisha got into a rotten mood. When we were driving back
home,he said a few things,pissed me off. . . “,she said and paused to
lick her lips. “And. . ?”,said Claire. “And i blew up,and he
apologized,and. . . ” “And what?”,asked Eghosa this time around. “He
kissed me”. “How was it? Details,details”,Eghosa said,all but squealing
in excitement. “It was amazing.
He’s the best kisser i’ve ever
kissed”,Miriam said dreamily. “He’s the only guy you’ve ever
kissed”,Claire noted wryly. “It was so romantic. I’ve been reading about
kisses and romance for years,but now,i finally get it, I finally get
what all the fuss is about. It was so amazing i ge goosebumps just
thinking about it”,Miriam continued just as dreamily oblivious of
Claire’s interruption. “I finally got my first kiss at the ripe old age
of 16,but it was definitely worth the wait”,she said with a grin,and
continued;”So now,we’re kinda together. What about you Claire? What’s tp
with you and Owen?”,Miriam asked,referring to Claire’s
on-again,off-again boyfriend. “He’s there”,she replied with a
non-commital shrug. “They’re off again”,Eghosa whispered to Mimi,but
just loud enough for Claire to hear. The three of them continued
talking,disagreements forgotten,resentments buried;they were just
sisters again,huddling together over the serious priority of boys.
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