"Can you repeat what you just said?", Mama said. She was angry but her voice deceptively sounded soft. What did I say that sounded strange to my mother? I just could not comprehend... "I said Tinu and I are engaged". Even my whole body felt the tremor that belied the words I just uttered. "Daddy Lanre, se e gbo nkan ti omo yin so (can you hear what your son is saying)?". My Dad shifted in his favourite chair. He hated the silent storm that was brewing in our parlor and would have loved to have been elsewhere, judging from his uncomfortable scowl. "Lanre, sit down" Daddy instructed and he gestured to his wife of twenty something years, twenty-eight or twenty-nine years actually.... Only God could have brought these two together and kept them for so long. I found it intriguing that they had this strange synchronised dance when they needed to chastise me or my siblings. They were like words and opposites judging from their characters individuall...