SWEET MEMORIES OF ONOME 17

Hi guys this is the first part of the conclusion and i will try and bring the final part of the conclusion much later today hopefully time will permit.I could not proof read and post everything because i am in an insane rush right now.

As she continued to relate the updates to me in a subdued tone devoid of any excitement normally associated with such venture,my mind gradually drifted off a surreal out of body experience seemed to be taking place i seem like a third person listening from afar off, every
word seemed like a stake driven through my conscious heart I was not only floating mentally but floundering,twisting and turning over in confusion,wallowing in grief inconsolable and at a loss brain in turmoil heart in limbo ,her gentle touch on my arm shook me out of my daylight reverie and I came to, as she asked with a concern tinged voice if I was ok…
I blinked a couple of times trying to marshall my thoughts,trying not to give away the real state of my mental wandering..I looked at her trying to utter the right words and I could see her tear rimmed eyes..as she looked away into a corner the tears dropped freely,she didn't make any attempt to wipe them off as she gently looked downwards as though protecting her grief and modesty,privatising that  delicate moment,giving free rein to her errant feelings.
Without a word I reached out and held her hands,no words were exchanged...nothing needed being said,no action,not even a word was uttered.. the poignant silence pregnant with meaning, the hand holding gesture conveyed more than a thousand words or assurance..I finally tried to say something but it seemed like a blockage in my throat preventing any words coming out i struggled for some seconds and gave up,I could not make out any words and I tried to bottle in any emotions, after a while I tugged slightly at her hand and as she looked up teary eyed, I inclined my head to the side in a subtle sign for her to move over to my side of the table,without a word she slowly rose up and came round to sit beside me as she slightly leaned into me resting her weight on me,I immediately encircled my arms round her shoulder as you are won't to do in that circumstance, finally she retrieved a tissue and gently dabbed her face sniffing at intervals she finally inclined her head up,red rimmed eyes traces of tears still visible and whispered hoarsely I love you and I ll really miss you.....I cleared my throat,trying the strength of my vocal cords, to make sure the blockage in my throat would not defeat my vocal efforts again as I simply held her tighter and repeated ....I ll miss you too and I love you so much....both of us at that moment resigned to the inevitability of what must be done..it was a relief in a way but then again this led to unanswered questions lingering..floating ...without answers….

why isn't her dad considering the option of a private university? Why now? Why her out of all the girls in Nigeria,why not graphy or Sophia or cute bliss ??lool


We continued talking after composing ourselves and our emotions,for a while we tried acting normal like an average teenage couple in love,blissful in their love and affection oblivious to going on s around us..we really did try but the negative apparition ,the shadow of our disappointment,the impending parting was ever present looming large and casting its  foreboding shadow over our happiness..
Eventually after about 4hours,it was getting dark and just after I suggested she started going home as it was getting late,her mum rang her on the phone asking where she was and she told her she was with me but making her way back home now she obviously did not have a problem with that since she knew me and trusted me implicitly ..her mum was on her way back from a function she had gone out to after Onome left the house and was also on her way back home luckily she was going to go past the eatery and asked Onome to wait so that she would pick her up which was a relief for both of us.While waiting, we continued chatting trying to console each other and stealing kisses at intervals, holding hands so tight as if by some miracle that might magically transform the unfair situation fate had dropped in our laps..
Eventually she sighted the approaching car of her mum and we hastily disengaged our hands from each other as I stood back a step, just as the mum drove parallel to us on the main road adjacent the eatery and stopped, Onome got in the back seat with her mum and  I greeted her warmly asking her how the part was jokingly,she answered me and also inquired if we had a nice time and also added jokingly if my wife had informed me of her journey ...my facial expression gave me away,just as her daughter had done a couple of hours earlier she held my hands and asked me not to take it to heart..she also offered up some other grown up words but I honestly can't remember now nor even inclined to because they did not register with me then ..she then asked me about my plans the last weekend of the month..I replied that apart from going to University of Ibadan concerning my admission to see someone my dad had directed me to, I was not doing much so she invited me to a family function holding at the Lagos country club in g.r.a ikeja..that occasion was the last time I and Onome had sex together before she travelled although it was not the last time we saw each other and not only did it hold a significant place in my heart,it was also mind blowing ...

NB:some portions of my life are omitted in the escapades as they are not directly related to the narrative and would simply take way too much time which might be a tad boring for a lot of people so if I insert incidents I have not mentioned earlier pls bear with me..for instance you will notice I mentioned something about an admission to the university of Ibadan I omitted the whole rigmarole about gcse results and Waec results and jamb...I will try and talk briefly about this in my next escapade as you all have overwhelmingly voted for the escapade relating directly to my first and only year in that university....

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