Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Drabble - Unsavoury by Uche Peter Umez



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‘How savoury is it?’

Chinelo stopped chewing and turned around to see who had spoken to her.

‘Too much fat,’ the stranger grumbled, scanning the table where the small chops were laid out.

Chinelo stared at the samosa trapped between her fingers and, imagining a speck on her lips, she dabbed it off with a serviette.

‘Strange.’

Chinelo gave him a quizzical stare. ‘Excuse me?’

He nodded across the room, to where her husband was speaking intimately with the actress.

‘I don’t know him,’ the stranger said, ‘but my wife’s never seemed so happy…’

Chinelo suddenly thought the samosa was bland. And for the first time in her marriage she feared her husband might be cheating on her.


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