SUNNY WEDNESDAYS (BACKSEAT)



She kept it at a minimal, she just wiped her face with a detox facial wipe and put a glossy lip gloss, bathed her eyes in a partially dried mascara she found beside her bedframe, wore her only nice dress remaining, a floral adire mini length gown.


Bugo sighed as she wondered what propelled her to talk to Madam Atinuke or better still accept her invite.


She took the flyer from her broken legged dresser and took the back door to avoid Baba Salami, the landlord targeting her for insults this morning, She was only owing two months salary.


The church looked decent as she sneaked in and spied to see if she would see a familiar face.


She regretted instantly the minute Madam Atinuke waved her over.


She pretended like she didn't see her and felt a tap on her shoulder. 


“Ma'am, we have a special seat for you in front,”

Bugo smiled and knew it was Madam Atinuke's handiwork that she was taken from the backseat.


She saw her smiling and muttered a greeting, “Bugo, I am so glad to see you”.


She muttered her appreciation again, she was a bit amused, it was either Madam Atinuke was used to her errant behaviour or she just intentionally ignored it.



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Her spirit felt lifted, the worship session was uplifting and she was grateful she obliged Madam Atinuke's invite.


She felt the trickle of tears and heard herself say “God, you are good,”


Atinuke knew Bugo was a tough nut to crack, but she also knew it was not her place to crack the nut, it was God’s place, she was going to propel her to the nutcracker.


She saw when Bugo had hidden and was avoiding her gaze, she also saw when Bugo had grumbled when the usher had reached out to Bugo to nudge her forward.


But now, Bugo was smiling with tears trickling down her eyes, singing praises.


She was so glad and gave thanks to God.


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