“Then don‘t worry; if it is the same Edward I know, he‘ll call you. One would have thought his eyes were clear enough on how he feels, but you young people. What can I say; you want to hear the words. Still I‘m certain he‘ll come back to you.”
“Do you think so? I‘m beginning to fear...”
Aunt Isioma put one arm around her shoulders and wiped her tears with the other. “Cheer up dear. Don‘t lose hope, he‘ll surely call. He‘s probably deciding on the next step. Give him as much time as he needs to sort his thoughts out, OK? It‘s probably better you‘re going to meet your family in Enugu. They‘ll take your mind off things. And please do cheer up; Christmas day is next week you know?”
Gladys smiled and returned to her packing.