“I am done. I can’t do this anymore.”
Kem blurted out, clutching his head between his palms, his anguished expression partially visible to Tam.
“My guy! what’s the problem?”
“Backup, what about her? Are you not trying to work things out with Sammie?”
“Arrghhhh!! yes that was…is still my plan but…”
Kem had met up with Tam . He wanted Tam’s opinion on some t-shirt mockups for Kanyi’s youth camp group taking place in a few months.
Tam which was short for Tambari placed his glass down on the wooden slab table, wiping off the droplets from his sweating glass with a napkin.
“What are you talking about Kemelayefa?”
Kem slowly raised his head.
What? Tam asked astonished by how quickly Kem switched from the bewildering facial expression to a relaxed countenance.
“Oh its nothing!”
Tam sounded like his father, the way he pronounced his full name. Kem short for Kemelayefa which means nothing is greater than a human being, was named after his Ijaw maternal grandfather.
Tam continued ” I thought that the business with Rio ended when you made the decision to work things out with Sammie?”
Kem was quiet. Tambari knew his friend all too well, so his non responsiveness was even more disquieting.