This woman always passes by with her 3 children, I had no idea she is a widow, she lost her husband about 2 years ago. Last Sunday, we were outside the compound, she walked by our house heading to church and she said my husband looked so much like her late husband, we were all like “it means God really create in twos” and everyone moved on like it never happened. We met during the week and exchanged pleasantries. What caught my attention was her mode of greeting, she said; “how’s our husband?”, I asked what she meant by that and she said she was referring to my husband. Madam, “this is my own husband not your husband so I will appreciate if you don’t call him that again please”. She said it doesn’t mean anything that she only wanted to be using him to remember her husband, I told her not to use my husband to console herself. FASTFORWARD TO PRESENT DAY (SUNDAY) I saw her few minutes ago, I greeted her but she didn’t respond. I wanted to be sure she heard me, so I greeted her again, she turned and made the bend to the adjacent street, I knew it was intentional. So I should allow you to be seeing your husband in my husband, so that one day you will tell him to please come and check up on your kids because they love seeing his face, and he reminds them of their dad abi? Na once I hiss, pstewwwwwwwwwww With all due respect ma, you are maddddd!