Edwin,Creative writer
I remember my girlfriend and I stole one of her mother’s hens to cook without her knowledge till date.
I had gone to visit my girl that day and had suggested we pound fufu, though both of us were very low on cash. We, however, managed to pull resources together for the cassava and the other ingredients, but there was no meat for the soup.
Her mother had a hen coop full of the birds and we had to wait for her to leave the house before carrying out our ‘deed’
We quickly ‘balanced’ one of the hens for our soup and afterwards, rid ourselves of any evidence of the act by releasing the rest of the hens to go out in search for food.
Later that night, the hens came back to roost, except the one in our soup. My girl and I volunteered as the search party to go in search of the hen, and came back to tell her mum of the missing hen after going to sit somewhere fo