‘Come here, let them see you.’
One fidgets, shivers a little, One is not ready for this. Does not like this. The whole ceremony of it all. One has read too much. And that is the problem.
‘Come here, stand with your other sisters. Let him see you very well.’
One is paraded. Her hands akimbo, her chin up, her gown cut short, kissing her knee. One is presented.
‘You see, too many books have spoiled her. But she will listen. Take your pick.’
One waits for his touch. Spits. One has read too much. And that is the problem.
Author bio: PK Abiodun is a storyteller who codes and creates machines that understand literature. He is a lover of irreconcilable arts and music that do not announce themselves. PK writes from Nigeria.
Bride is part of 101 Fiction issue 24.