He was a well-built man
of 6ft 2inches and towered over her mother’s 5ft 7inches frame. He was blessed with
a fair complexion which her brothers had inherited. In his days, he had been
popular among his peers. On the contrary, her mom was a petite woman but was
also a fair lady. She was also pretty.
EPISODE FIVE
While she was still a
young child of seven, Marylyn would just sit on her mother’s bed and stare in
awe as she watched her rub her pancake and put on her jewelry. Her mom grew up
on foreign soil, so she wasn’t as grounded as her father in terms of Culture
and Tradition. She loved to dress the English way while her father only wore an
English attire only on special occasions.
Even at the moment, on a
rare Saturday where he was staying at home, he had his igbo cap on his head.
Her dad intrigued her.
Her mother’s skin glowed
even in the dark. She used special body lotions and moisturizers to maintain
her complexion and only used branded products. I used hear my dad say to her in
igbo that her parents spoilt her because she was an only child.
All that happened when
Marylyn was really young and it was before her mom started attending the church
in the area they relocated to. They relocated to their own house when she was
eight years old.
Her mom just stopped idolizing
material things. She began to do everything in moderation and that made Marylyn
eager to know what had caused that change. Her mother was still determined to
doll up her daughter, so that didn’t change. She was really proud of her. Her
beautiful and homely mother. Sometimes, she would make wishes to Santa when she
still believed he existed that he would make her just like her mother when she
grew up.
Twenty-six year old
Marylyn was the opposite of her mother so that wish definitely didn’t come true
despite years of writing and placing it under their sky-high Christmas tree.
The sad thing was due to
some strong biological genes from her mother’s side, Marylyn had inherited her
grandmother’s chocolate complexion. She was the brown girl in the family. The
odd one.
That was probably the
reason her dad took her under his wings. She was very proud of him most of the
time. The fact that he embarrassed her with his over-protectiveness sometimes
made her regret being the only girl and last born. Still, her dad was very
handsome.
What made him stand out even
more was his faith. He was so passionate about God that his passion had rubbed
off on his children and friends over the years. He had recently been ordained a
Minister in their church and it would have been a great thing if only it wasn’t
her dad.
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