Not My Fault
Toyin Clay
Rosa hugged her elder child to her bosom.
"Thanks, mom," Ame whispered.
"We love you, dear," her mother replied, patting her back.
"Okay, time for mama's delicacy!" Osaro boomed from the table where he was already seated, holding a knife and fork, waiting to be served.
Mother and daughter took in the funny poise of the mighty Osaro Obasogie, lord of various investments scattered around the world, at a table, waiting expectantly, even eagerly, for his meal like an enthusiastic schoolboy, and they laughed.
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