CHAPTER FOUR

MICHEAL

The cock-and-bull story my mother told me when I got to the house made my blood boil. How could she ask a total stranger to be my wife? She made it sound like there was something wrong with me that’s why I needed prayers and her help to get a woman for myself.

For crying out loud, there was nothing wrong with me and I was well capable of getting a woman. I didn’t need her going to church to pray for me like I had spiritual problems or health problems. She just made me madder and madder with her recount of how she met the lady’s mother.

I mean how could she give me away to a thirty-year-old woman? Even if she was to find me a wife, shouldn't she be at least younger maybe early twenties but thirty? Thirty years and unmarried, there must be something wrong with her. Most girls I knew married at the age of twenty-six, twenty-seven or latest by twenty-eight but not thirty. For me, by thirty years if a woman wasn’t married then there was something wrong with her character or she is