*Genevieve*
Maybe, this date was a mistake.
I am lost in thoughts while I am looking at my reflection in the mirror. It does look like me, but I am a bit more made up. I grin at my reflection.
Why did I stop going on dates?
Why has it been a while since I last went to one?
I take a spin for my mirror and me, and bless God for such beauty.
I am still admiring myself, when Ama walks in with a grin. "You, my best friend look scrumptious."
I grin at her compliment, and reply, "And you my bestie look ravishing."
"I have to," she says grinning.
"More like you always do," I reply.
"Who would have known that going on a date will make us this happy?" She asks.
"I guess we did miss doing all these. Even if we are catfished or our date sucks, at least, we went out," I say.
She nods. "You are right. One date will not be our Debbie downer."
We go downstairs, and the kids say, "Mummy and aunty Amari you look very beautiful."
We turn for them, and say, "Thank you babies."
