Dial - Season 2 - Episode 27

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Dial - Season 2 - Episode 27

We sat down on the huge comfortable chairs, and then I began to speak slowly.

I told her about the Dial List, about Akos of Wowo, and finally about all that had happened to me since Nana b0s0mba came into my life.

She never interrupted, but her face underwent many changes as I spoke…from anger at first, to horror, to astonishment, to pity, and finally to great sadness by the time I was done.
“That is sad,” she whispered painfully. “That is indeed very sad.”
“You believe me?” I asked earnestly.
“Why shouldn’t I believe you?” she replied, and somehow that statement alone brought tears to my eyes.
“And you’re dying?” she asked sadly, miserably. “But that shouldn’t be so…oh, Yao! That is horrible! Let’s go to this man, this Wowo man! Surely, he must see the change in you, in your attitude! Surely, something can be done! I will go with you if I have to!”
I smiled sadly at her.

“That is one of the sweetest things I’ve ever heard you say, Adobea,” I said.
And when we looked at each other, I saw through a haze of tears that her dark cheeks were glistening with tears too.
She sighed and got to her feet, her face absolutely miserable.
“I don’t want you to die, Yao Biko,” she whispered tremulously.

I wiped tears from my eyes and stood up too.
“Oh, I’m not scared anymore,” I said with a shaky chuckle. “Death’s eventual. Comes to us all in time.”

“Stop saying that!” she said sharply. “I don’t…I don’t want you to die!”
She walked, agitated, to the window, leaned against the wall, crossed her arms, and stared outside.

I walked toward her slowly, and stood just behind her.

“The other woman, Yao,” she said in a little voice. “This…Dede, the man’s sister.”
“Yes?” I replied. “What about her?”
She turned suddenly, her back against the wall, and looked at my face earnestly, her eyes searching my face.
“Do you still love her?” she asked suddenly. “You wanted to marry her.”
“It doesn’t matter now,” I said softly. “It doesn’t matter, Adobea. She’s not in the country any longer.”

“That is not what I asked you!” she said, her eyes blazing as the old Adobea I used to know began to emerge, the fiery one, the slapping Adobea. “Yao Biko, I asked if you still love her!”
I smiled at her.

“I miss this Adobea sometimes, you know,” I said gently.
She pushed me in the chest, quite hard.
“Don’t you play games with me, Yao Biko!” she whispered fiercely. “I’ll leave right this minute if you don’t stop your teasing! I’m serious, Yao! Do you love Dede?”

I sighed heavily and ran my hands through my braided hair.
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