Chapter 1: The Joke Only God Understands

Finding out my husband dey cheat, at the end, come be small thing—almost like joke wey only God fit understand.

If anybody don tell me say heartbreak fit land like inside joke, I for laugh dem comot for my mama parlour. But see me now, for my own living room, just dey look my husband with one kain disbelief wey burn my tongue like raw ata.

E happen for one get-together with friends. My husband—wey always dey form distance—suddenly begin serve food give everybody for table.

The man that would barely pass you salt at home, now dishing egusi and jollof like say na owambe server. I just dey look am—na which spirit enter this man today? People dey look, some dey laugh, but me, I just dey watch.

Later that night, I hear am for study dey quietly quote one line from 'Roman Holiday':

"In order to shake your hand, I shook hands with everyone."

I just burst laugh. This one don turn oyinbo overnight? Abeg, which Nigerian husband dey form philosopher for house?

My laugh bitter-sweet, because sometimes na only laugh remain to hold body.