It was a Friday morning, in mid-April, and Bolu was getting ready to go to work. As usual, Lola had prepared and packed his lunch for him, and was assisting him to make sure he had everything he needed for the day. As she no longer had an office to go to, her mornings were more leisurely. She normally got herself busy and ready to work from home when Bolu had gone.
They had been invited to attend Chidinma’s nephews’ birthday party tomorrow afternoon, and Lola really wanted Bolu to be there with her. They hadn’t really gone out together since Tinuke was born, and she knew that she was partly to blame for it. She was often exhausted and uninterested in going out. When she wasn’t looking after her baby or working, she was usually sleeping or desperately trying to relax in front of the TV. The few nights that Bolu had been keen to go out, she had declined. So, he had stopped making the effort to ask her out.
“I hope you’ll be free tomorrow to attend the party I told you about…” Lola said, as she helped Bolu fix his tie.