It took a while before Marissa and her family could get to the Onwurahs what with the throngs of people wishing them happy anniversaries and birthdays from time to time. By the time they got to them, Marissa was already feeling parched and she could see that Emma had gotten restless as he kept turning his hand in hers.

“Ehn, look at my handsome boy. Come, come, come and sit on my lap” Mrs. Onwurah said the moment she saw Emma standing beside his parents.

“And his parents” Bernard muttered mischievously “Hello celebrity. Remember us?”

Mrs Onwurah tilted her head as if in deep thought before she shook her head...