THE MARRIAGE DIARY
Yesterday brother Eleyinmi visited, that really is his name.
He was an elder but not just any elder, he was a revered one because he was rich or at least we thought he was. He knows this so he carries himself as an elder…
“Are you disputing the truth of what I have written?” she glowered. Facing the table of her brothers and sisters with their exasperated or stricken faces, she wanted to just get up and run. They’d called this meeting after reading the draft of her manuscript. She’d told her story, but she couldn’t do that without telling her family’s story.