Torns

Episode 9

She walked towards the school gate, cream and brown M & G hand bag strapped to her shoulder.

Straight long legs wrapped in a flowery brown high-waist skirt that swept the dusty road, complimented with an off-shoulder fitted cream blouse. Her braids bounced around her fair face, curled at the tips, giving her a look that turned heads.She felt the vibration of one of her phones in the bag. She slowed her stride and dipped her hand into the bag in search. She brought out the iphone and an excited smile lit her face when she noticed the caller’s name.

“Hello.”

“Hi, how are you doing?”

“Good.”

“Why is there no pictures of you on your Facebook profile, Twitter handle and your whatsapp is also bare?”

The smile thinned out.

“What’s your excuse?”

She cleared her throat, eyes focused on the oncoming traffic.

“Who are you hiding from”
“No one.”

“Convince me.”

She crossed the road and walked towards Queen Elizabeth Hostel.

“It’s complicated.”

“I am all ears.”