FROM HER APOCA-LIPS

One of the cardinal rules that men follow(or not) is that they should not gossip like women. At least that is what we were taught by our elders during the rites ceremony.

But today I will break them by giving tit bits of what Emma told me. Since yesterday, she has been sleeping in my bed and never wanted to come out. The only time she did was when she was using the bathroom.

As of nine pm today, she has left. Destination unknown.

Sam spies on her

The genesis of their fight was indeed her visit to our place in the village last week. Sam was paranoid after she did not arrive back at their place that day. She had gone to visit her mother, as she told me, without informing him.

Turns out that Sam was thinking the worst. Some spy had informed him(He has spies!) about her brief detour to Maxwell's Computer shop in Kericho when she left our place. Sam was adamant that she tells him nothing but the truth. Literally.

"Hapo tukabishana alafu akanichapa.." Her sobs disrupted the flow of the story.  When she finished and in the process nearly finishing my only tissue, the story continued.

Sam in his righteous anger revealed his main source of information that hurt Emma deeply. That he has never trusted her motives all along.

The anti-climax

"Imagine, anataka nipate ball yake ndio anitrust. that's his condition before we get married."

I was too stunned by the revelation. Sam's advice for me to trap a girl with pregnancy came to my mind once more. What followed didn't give me the time to prepare for the bombshell.

"Naona nikiacha hii marriage thing. Kama ameanza kunifanyia hivi sahizi na akinioa itakuwa aje?"
I couldn't answer her then as I was busy worrying that someone might get us in that state, nude and in bed. It could be anyone. From Chebet to Sam.

Luckily, no one came by. And yes, Manchester United have lost to West Brom and Kenneth Matiba has died. This is the anti-climax to a dramatic weekend.