Dear Diary : It wont be bad to part ways with Ifem

I came back home after kissing Wayne goodbye to the whole house smelling of pastries and deliciousness,

"humnnn what's cooking and who's cooking I asked Lucy watching Zee world in the Parlor"

"is it not you people's friend that is playing chef in the kitchen,  cooking soups and packing in the freezer then baking since here,  as for me am doing testing for her,  she can cook gan,  abeg make we employ her full time "

" Which of our friend " I asked Lucy,  though I already knew who it might be but am dreading the answer and I hope for my sake am wrong.

" Nkechi nah,  her boyfriend has beat her black and blue again then boot her out "

I called Ifem on phone,  she picked and asked me to open door for her,  she came in with an armful of groceries,  smiling sheepishly,  she gave Lucy the stuffs then lead me to her room for a talk.

" Ifem, Nkechi is at the kitchen doing what I don't know  how did she get here in the first place? Can't you simply say a straight forward uncomplicated NO? 

"Ure,  Nk is our friend,  she called me up,  she was kicked out I can't possibly say no, we can't accommodate you, when we have space and  she wont mind sleeping anywhere.  Ure please have a heart,  that girl has passed through a lot,  imagine she told me she has been sleeping at people's shops!  Shops Ure,  when we have a house here,  no no no I simply can't turn a friend down,  I just can't.  Its easy for you but not for me. 

"Ifem do you know that each time you bring somebody home I age? I feel my youth draining from me, I feel old, I feel responsible " we are still young for God's  sake,  we can't keep on accommodating every Tom, Dick and Harry that is stranded,"  what does this make us? It makes us look like frustrated spinsters living alone who hates guys,  we look like grandmother's,  Ifem you can't keep on acting like the Lone Ranger that rescues damsels in distress,  that's not fair to me.  Am not happy anymore,  just not happy anymore,  when next they call you tell them you are equally stranded" or rather give them my number let them call me so I can say the heavy "NO" to them myself.

"But am not stranded Ure and neither are you " OK I get it, this will be the last time ever, only I can't turn down a heavily pregnant friend who is homeless and penniless"

"She is what? " did I hear you say Pregnant?"  Oh God somebody should club me with a hot stove  now,  am finished.
She is pregnant for who? This is the third time oo, pregnant for David? That idiot?

"Ure does it matter? The pregnancy belongs to Nelson or Ade, she is not sure which" Please let's not judge her, some ladies are like that,  they are so emotional they can't say no to guys.

I looked at Ifem, I can't believe what I was hearing, this means Ifem has been discussing with her.