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It was the annual
thanksgiving ceremony in the
Thomas family. This has been the tradition for
over a decade now for the Thomas to celebrate a
reunion every once in a year. A day was always set aside, always a Saturday in the month of July
to celebrate this annual event. Every member of
the Thomas family made it a
point of
duty to be present year in year out and Oluwole
Thomas has been hosting the event for the past five years, since he hit the mega money contract
with the federal government which skyrocketted
his status in the family. His mansion which was
located in the surburb area
of Ibadan at the
Agodi gate GRA oyo state. Members of the extended families including aunties and uncles
were present at the occassion.
"Oluwole. Where is your wife? I have not seen
her since we arrived here about one hour ago."
Patrick Thomas, Oluwole's
elder brother said. "I have not seen her all night too. Nate, go and call
your mum."
Oluwole replied as he beckoned on his second
son of his three children, two boys, Davies and
Nathaniel and the girl, Serena, the baby of the
family. Nathaniel went in search of their mother and
returned after one
minute.
"Dad, mum is not in her room." Nate informed his
father who was chatting with his siblings, his
elder brother and sister, Patrick and
Jane and his younger brother, Collins.
"You can go." Collins said.
Nathaniel went back to where he was previously
seated chatting with one of his cousins, Fedrick,
Collins' first son. Oluwole excused himself from the gathering and
went in search of his wife, Anita. He had one
place in mind since she was not in her room, the
garden.
Oluwole walked into the garden and saw his
beautiful wife under a tached canopy chatting away on her laptop, a
bottle of wine stood on the table as well as a
glass cup which was half filled.
"Anita. What are you doing here?" He asked
immediately he sat down on one of the chairs.
"Am chatting with an old friend. Doris, you know
her don't you? The chapel prefect when we were in school. She now lived in the state with
her family." Anita replied excitedly.
"Since you saw her on facebook last week, you
are always chatting with her. Doing what?
Catching up on old times
you'll say. Thereby neglecting your duties. My family members are in
there, you refused to welcome them."
"What duties Oluwole? The cooks are there to
prepare whatever food you family wants to eat
and which welcome again? Its
not like I invited them here." She replied.
"But this has been the tradition for many years
now." Oluwole replied.
"Traditions can die anytime and moreso I can't
join you in placing your own family members on
high when I have mine too and they are equally
important too." She replied.
"So you are not joining us in there right?" He
asked.
"Exactly. And as you can see. I am busy now."
She replied. Oluwole walked away angrily. All his life he has
never been embarrassed that much even when
he was poor. This was the begining of the
problem in the
family. The children fell apart, some in support
of their father and the others on their mother's side.