A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 31
‘Are you coming over today?’ Eve said through the phone, she held it between her cheek and shoulder while she tidied up her desk and got ready to knock off.
There was a long pause at the other end which was followed by a heavy sigh.
‘I don’t think I can make it tonight,’ Danai said with little regret evident in her voice.
‘Can I ask why?’ Eve didn’t want to seem clingy but she knew she’d hate herself if she didn’t ask.
‘Ummmm,’ she said uncertainly, ’I just want to spend some time on my own, that’s all…’
Eve felt her throat constrict, something was going terribly wrong, Danai had been strange lately, the weight of impending doom hang heavily between them.
For the life of her, Eve could not think back to when it had began, it was like one moment they were smiling and the next a gigantic dark cloud crept up unnoticed.
She could see the change in Danai’s eyes, hear it in her voice.
She felt a little resentment building up, why did Danai have to go and fuck up a good thing.
‘OK…let me know when you want to hook up then,’ she said, feigning nonchalance.
‘OK…’ is all Danai said before the life went out of the line.
Eve laid her cellphone down thoughtfully, sometimes one could feel when the beginning of the end began, she shook the thought away, telling herself to relax and not think too much.