Not ignoring the statistic so widely known that one(1) out of every three girls had done an abortion at some point in their life; she represented that 1 fraction; only she had done it multiple times, twice for the man she was now married to, - as always, she was with the minority. This did not bother her much because over time she had tapped into the power of pretense; by understanding the principle by which women command power. She was a walking time bomb and in her opinion this was the only way she could survive.
With the crowd pulling in, the master of ceremony began to recognize the 'known' guests present and to acknowledge the fact that the just wed were ''the clubs royalty'' (meaning that prior to their wedding they had regularly visited that club). The DJ (disc jokey) began to play their favorite song; and not to overestimate the power of 'Naija' (Nigerian) music, the floor was set 'ablaze' as if it were a scene from Things Fall Apart; a novel by Chinue Achebe, in the moment when Okonkwo fought his opponent and his reverence as the cat became binding. It was like war to them, their spirits were let out and they were free. It portrayed the very standard on which they stand on, they are cats and they'll never let their backs touch the floor; 'hell', it was inborn.
The groove was on, Mary looked around hoping to catch a glimpse of John, but he was nowhere to be found.
*JOHN AND SALLY*
John however was getting intimate with Sally in a discussion that will soon bring up the need for them to find a room. They were beside the pool, they had left the club since it was too noisy, at least now they can hear themselves.
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