Rumour mill

Aunt Nera, she is nice...always was...taking me in like that, even when an extra mouth to feed in this city is just enormous responsibilty. And am grateful for that, who i dont like that much is just Nita. She picked a fight with me, today in the morning about some suff she is hearing on the grapevine, you know the rumour mill, about me been seen with one of her boyfriends. My foot, Nita should know just because am from some far from civilised village, that is my damn hometown and oh yes am proud of it, that dont mean she can tread on me and put some spirits know what blame on me. Well I had to be mad, mad enough for her to know, she aint bringing that up in the future, mad enough to deny, ok i know you know i met the so called boyfriend of hers, but by ma Gran-pa grave, I did not approach tat wretched boy of a boyfriend he came on to me, and I let him go like some hot cassava, long before Ikanta and I even became best friends! So I am the village hen, making my mark here, and the city gals dont like been talked to like that, so Nita pushes me against the door, and I just grabbed those fake long horses tail on her head, and it all just came out, no kinky hair like mine just some horse tail on her head!
Nita and i share some family blood, we shuld to the least respect each other, but she got it in her head that because am from the village, I got no nothing inside my head. That is an insult to my family background, she can have that fool of a boyfriend but if she abuses where I come from, blood related or not.......i cant take it sitting!!!