“What does she do?” Edward gulped down some bottled water and returned to the rice.
“She is a teacher but she does some private business by trading in textiles and jewelry for women.”
“That‘s good to hear. Do you keep in touch with them?” Someone got into the seat next to them and they both shifted a little closer to the large windows.
“Oh yes. It‘s been busy starting up a new job but I call them every chance I get. I remember I described your car to my brother and he was so jealous.”
Edward laughed. “I‘ll love to meet him. How‘s your new job?”
“This first month has been very hectic but I love it. It‘s very challenging since my department is a start-up subsidiary, but it‘s a great experience. I‘m even happier that I‘ll soon be able to find my own place and send money home to my family. The pay is very good.”
Gladys finished her chicken and chips and wiped her fingers. “But enough of me; let‘s talk about you.” She‘d seen him in the papers a few times but mostly about business.
“Everyone pretty much knows anything of importance. I run a business here in Lagos.”
“How about home life? Where did you grow up, parents? Are you the only child?”
“Oh that. I believe I‘m from Rivers State. I grew up in an orphanage and foster homes in Kano. But why talk about such a depressing topic on such a beautiful day?” With that, Edward launched into an anecdote about his business day that had her holding her sides in laughter. She was surprised at the revelation about his background and made a note to ask again.