Tinu had been to all her favourite stores within that particular mall, yet she had not bought anything. No item had appealed to her for purchase. Not even the iced tea she loved to sip so much.
‘This isn’t what I need’, she thought to herself, ‘shopping is not the way out, it will be just a waste of money when what I need cannot even be bought with money. I chased away my own happiness out of greed, she lamented.
This is how Tinu had been berating herself and making herself unhappy since Tade proposed two weeks ago. Tade’s proposal was supposed to have her swooning with joy, buzzing with excitement and generally representing every other happy phrase ever coined. She was not happy because Tade was more than eager to start a family, and right away too. He wants four children, he would often say, looking at Tinu earnestly, somehow sure she could not wait to start popping them out either.
Well, she wants children too, but after a teen age filled with abortions, and not one careless pregnancy in the last eight years, she could not exactly allow Tade’s excitement to affect her.
Oh, for a store where such things are sold…
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