Chapter 4: Bank Runs and Jollof Orders

Ifeoma take leave for work. For these days, na so she dey carry me waka up and down to transfer property.

Sometimes, we go bank, the bank manager rush come, dey smile like say na politician enter. He shake my hand, dey call me "Madam" every two seconds. The security man go hail Ifeoma, "Madam, una welcome o!" We go lawyer office, dem go bring us cold water and gala. I no see this Pastor Sani wey Ifeoma dey talk about. Na lawyer handle all the divorce and property matter.

We busy almost one month. Later, Ifeoma help me put all my houses for rent.

She calculate for me: every month, my rent money go reach about 1.2 million naira.

That day, I look my bank card, zeros full everywhere, come look my twenty-eight years old self for mirror, makeup and hair correct.

The glow dey real. I scratch my head. E no bad at all.