"Your arc isn't right!!!"
"Your fingers are too loose on the bow,"
"Onyinye,"
Nana kept correcting Onyinye, for the umpteenth time she looked at the young girl who was on the verge of tears and frowned, "What's wrong with you girl?" She asked.
Onyinye shook her head. "Nothing Nana," she said, wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes with her palm. Eve, who was sitting and leaning against the wall of the range, stood up. Hankie in hand, she walked to Onyinye.
"Here you go," she said as she handed it to her.
Onyinye looked at her and quickly bent her face to the floor, "I promise I'm not like this, I'm very good with my bow and arrows. I don't know what's happening to me today but I promise you, I'm going to win the tournament," she said in one breath.
