Chapter 2: Lagos Humility and a Familiar Face

Two years later, life show me pepper, and as e happen, one big man begin chase me.

For this Lagos, once life humble you, all those your 'I can't' go turn to 'abeg, how far?' My room dey leak, fuel no dey, and I dey chop bread and ewa for almost one week. When this big man begin chase me, na there my mind soft small.

I gree.

My friends dey tease me—'Ngozi, you don finally get sense.' The day we start, he carry me go shopping.

Me sef no pity, I pick things reach over one million naira. When e reach time to pay, na so card bounce.

No be small thing. Sales girl dey look me like say I thief. Even the security dey whisper for corner. My body cold, but I still bone face. Sales girl even yarn, 'Aunty, hope say you get another card o?'

The guy shame catch am well, he quick mention say him get cousin wey get power for Palm Grove Estate.

“My cousin dey around, make I call am come.”

The way e talk am, you go think say na governor e wan call. I just nod.

Next thing, as I see the man wey show, my body freeze.

My heart do gbege, I nearly shout. For this Lagos? E shock me. I no fit believe my eyes. Lagos small, but e no suppose small reach like this. Na so my whole past just land for my front. Na Ifeanyi Muzuru, the one I waka comot from two years ago. My chest tight, I no even know if I fit breathe well. Old feelings dey drag me back, but for this Lagos, person gats survive first.