catherine talks

I was there, I stood in the midst of many middle aged ladies going to seize our husbands by force. I remember that fateful day. I was weak,thin and farmished from my three days dry fasting and i had resolved not to stay single for more than 22 years of my life since that was the age predicted when i casted lots with my cousins a week before but the problem was that i was only 18. I was in church and i was going to deliver my.way into marriage,that seemed logical at the time. I chose a seat beside a slim woman who i could see was probably a professional in fasting. Her leathery skin revealed she would have past the prime of youth. Like me,she wore no jewellery her earrings holes were naked and through her transparent head scalf i could see that her hair was plaited in a traditional style called "koroba".if it wasnt for her car key and phone  her oversized suit (coat ) made me think she was a beggar.i was glad i had found a vacant seat and was already about to relax my behin...