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Tight face skin, delicate chin,
dark eyebrows, clear almond shape black eyes, effeminate acquiline nose, full
red lips and thick dark hair drawn into a bun at the nape of the neck.
Lauren didn’t wait to see
anymore. He wanted the WYF to hang in his living room, where he could see it
every morning and night, so bad he rushed off to where the salesgirl was seated
at a table. A woman was also making for the girl but he beat her there just in
case it was the WYF she had on her mind too.
The girl, a redhead, was
conversing animatedly with the blonde who had attended to him earlier and whom
the other woman now hooked up with as Lauren quickly stepped to in front of the
redhead and smiled at her. “Good morning.”
She smiled warmly back at him.
“Good morning, sir. How can I help you? You’ve seen something you’ll like to
buy? We’ve many of such. People find it difficult to leave here without buying
some things and some of them even write us afterwards to thank us for making
their lives and their homes and offices brighter.”
They’re all sales programmed,
Lauren thought. The sparkling smile and then the pitch for the moment. “Yes.
Painting one-twenty-seven.”
As he spoke, his gaze swung to an
antique grandfather clock beside her table. He was admiring it, but then he
heard her utter a small “Oh!” and he
took his sight from the clock to her and saw her staring past him with the
unmistakable glint of fear. He whirled around quickly to catch what was wrong
but everything seemed okay and as should be to him.
Turning back to her, he found her
now composed, but her smile appeared stiff.
“What was your little game?” he
demanded.
She nodded negation. “Oh!
Nothing,” but a barely audible tremble was in her tone.
“Don’t give me that,” Lauren said
bluntly. “What scared you?”
“Nothing. Nothing. Really,” she
insisted. “What’s that painting you wanted again?”
Lauren knew something was wrong
somewhere but he couldn’t stay on it. “Woman
In A Yellow Frock. Painting one two seven.”
He examined her closely with new
interest. She was of medium height, had big dark eyes, a button nose,
well-paned shoulders, pear shape breasts, a small waist and heart shape lips.
She wore subtle earrings and a white blouse on a long sky blue skirt. Her feet
were in open-toe high heels.
What frightened her?
She broke into his thoughts.
“Sir, the painting you want to buy is three thousand dollars. How do you want
to pay?”
Note: This is the second page of the Oseyiza Oogbodo book, The Newell Murder. More excerpts to
follow on this blog. Its weekly serialization began some weeks ago but began
again due to some hitches. It's also available on Amazon and many other stores
through the links below. Other Oogbodo books available on Amazon, Barnes &
Noble, Dang Dang and other stores are Short
Story Galore, and The Good Life,
with Dedication To The Ugly to be
available soon.
www.amazon.com/dp/B07DMNYVS8
www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07DMNYVS8
www.amazon.de/dp/B07DMNYVS8
www.amazon.fr/dp/B07DMNYVS8
www.amazon.es/dp/B07DMNYVS8
www.amazon.co.jp/dp/B07DMNYVS8
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