Chapter 158
Early in the morning of the following day, i
woke up to see Chinelo kneeling down at the
edge of the bed. She was praying with her
head covered. When she finished, i asked her
if she had been doing that or if she had just
started, she didn’t answer me. She just smiled
and crawled back to the bed.
At about 8am, we checked out together and
drove to her house, the same place i had
taken her shoes the first time i visited Ghana.
She still lived there with a friend. The friend
was there when we came. She watched as we
stuffed Chinelo’s things into a bag one after
the other.
”Where you dey go, Jessica” she had asked.
She didn’t tell her. It was I, who told her that
Chinelo was going back to Nigeria. She had
mixed feelings about the whole matter.
After packing her belongings, we drove to
Tudu, changed some money to Dollars and
boarded a Young Shall Grow luxurious bus
going to Lagos. She cried as the bus headed
east towards Lome.
It was already night when we got to Lagos. We
stopped at Maza Maza and took a cab to
Surulere. We paid off the cab and walked up
to my apartment. My cousin had not returned
from the village. I had called him when we
stopped at Maza Maza.
I took Chinelo to the guest room and told her
that she will live there until we secured a one
room apartment for her. She had asked who
owned the place and i had told her that it
belonged to my cousin. I didn’t want her to
start forming funny ideas in her head.
After taking our baths, i showed her the
kitchen. We had brought some noodles from
Ghana.
She cooked and we ate. We sat in the parlour
and chatted until it was time to go to bed,
then we went to bed.
The following morning, i called Chinasa and
told her that i had returned. Chinelo was there
with me when i called. She had asked if it was
my girlfriend that i called and i had nodded in
affirmative. Chinasa had said she would return
to Lagos in one week time, according to her,
the transport fare back to Lagos was still high.
Life had started to return in Lagos. Some of
the people who had gone down to East had
returned from Christmas holiday. Some shops
had started to open, especially those who sold
cloths.
I told Chinelo to get ready, we were going to
idumota. When we got down, she stood and
watched as i pulled of the taupolin over the
BMW.
”Is it your car” she had asked. I nodded and
continued what i was doing.
After dusting it, i went to the boot and
connected the battery socket. I entered the
car and started the engine. Since Jennifer was
claiming to have changed, i selected a
Christian Gospel song from Rev. Fr Ejike
Mbaka and started playing it.
She sang along with the speakers, as we drove
out of the compound and headed towards
Idumota.
I took her to a ladies shop and bought her
decent cloths. All the cloths she came back
with were body tights that fitted the business
she was doing in Accra. I had changed about
$300 that returned with me from Accra and
used the entire money for her and her things.
I had also taken the $200 i had given her in
Ghana and used it to buy a bag of rice and
some other food items for the house.
While i lived with my cousin alone,, i didn’t
care much about food items, i ate outside
most of the time. My cousin was a business
man who sold ladies shoes and he was doing
fine, he could take care of himself. But since a
woman had come to live with us, it was better
that we had foodstuffs in the house.
All the way back from Idumota to Surulere,
Chinelo cried inside the car, she didn’t listen
to me when i told her to stop. She didn’t tell
me why she was crying either but i knew that
she was going through emotional period in her
life. She needed the tears to cleanse her heart.
When we got home, we carried everything
upstairs by ourselves. I had carried a 50kg bag
of rice alone and had felt some pains on my
body. After settling down, she took the mop
and cleaned the whole house except my
cousin’s room which was locked.
There was an Igbo woman who had a beauty
shop in Adetola street. It was located near a
bar joint where live musics where played
sometimes.
The woman didn’t go home for Christmas, we
had driven past her on our way back from
Idumota.
After cleaning the house and cooking rice, we
ate and went to the beauty shop. I wanted
Chinelo to learn the beauty business very
close to the house where she could be walking
to from the house. I wasn’t going to be giving
her transport money to anywhere on daily
basis. I knew she had returned from Ghana
with some money. I didn’t know how much
and i didn’t care. Asking women for money
was like asking a kid to give you his or her
biscuit.
”Madam, please i want this my sister to learn
the hair dressing business from you” i said to
the woman.
There were two other ladies making their hair
at the shop. They all looked at me as if i had
said something that was out of the world.
”Oga where are you from” the woman asked. I
haven’t covered that part yet. Chinelo and i
came from different states.
”I am from Enugu state” i said, trying to keep
the answers short.
”Oga, there is no problem but we will write an
agreement” she said.
I told her that it was fine with us. She asked
us to return the next day.
When we got home, Chinelo started to cry
again. I got upset.
”What is the crying again for? You have bee
crying since we left Accra. Don’t you ever get
tired of tears huh”? I shouted at her. She
continued her crying without even looking at
me.
When she calmed down, she said she still
didn’t believe that i had a heart to do what i
was doing. She said she thought i was a devil
and that she had been praying to God to
punish me ever since i took her phone and
her shoes in Ghana. She said she was just too
ashamed to accept everything i was doing for
her.
I told her to calm down. There was always a
reason for every person we meet in our lives.
”Love is our true destiny. We do not find the
true meaning of our life by ourselves alone,
we find it with another person”

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Chapter 159.
One thing had baffled Chinelo since we
returned. I had not asked to sleep with her.
She had been sleeping alone since we
returned. I had told her that she had had
enough sex for the next two years and that
she needed to start a different kind of life. I
also told her that she was free to find a
boyfriend since i was still with Chinasa whom i
believed would kick against Chinelo living in
the same apartment with me. But i was a
master at controlling difficult situations. I
knew i would manage them when it came to
that.
We had gone to the beauty salon the next day
and made a paper agreement. The agreement
read that Chinasa would learn the business for
six months and would work for the woman for
another six months or she would pay
N30,000. It also said that she would buy a
carton of malt, a carton of cabin biscuit and a
bottle of wine for the lady.
We had agreed and signed the agreement
before we left. When we got home, we
analyzed the options and agreed that Chinelo
would work for the woman for six months
after her initial six months. I had convinced
her to take that option since it would help her
make more customers of her own from the
madam’s shop and would also make her
perfect the styling and other things that was
attached to the hair dressing business. She
had agreed. She was going to start work in two
days time since the following day was a
Sunday.
That Saturday evening, i deliberately took her
to the ‘good day’ hotel in Adewuyi street
Ijesha. The hotel was like the hotel in Ghana
where sex workers lived and worked.
We had sat down and bought drinks. She had
refused to drink alcohol but took malt. We
had watched as men took women to the
chalets, slept with them and paid them. She
didn’t say anything.
I wanted her to see the good and bad sides of
life in Lagos, then make her choice by herself.
When we got home, she asked why i had taken
her to that place.
”Chinelo, you are above 20 years. You are old
enough to make choices. I really want to know
how much you have changed but its only time
that will tell” i had said to her.
We ate garri and vegetable soup she had
cooked. She was a good cook. I had all of a
sudden, stopped eating outside. I had figured
that the N1000 i spent eating out daily could
cook for two people and i was right. My cash
was running down and i wasn’t interested in
asking people for money.
My diamond bank account had a little over
N1.5 million naira in it, though i could still
source money if the need came. I was
supposed to return to German embassy again
at the end of January.
On the Sunday January 7, my cousin returned
from the village. Chinasa returned too.
She came to my house as soon as she
returned. We had all sat in the parlour.
Chinelo watched as Chinasa climbed all over
me, telling me how much she had missed me.
Chinasa didn’t ask who she was. She must
have thought that She was with my cousin
since Chinelo didn’t care about how Chinasa
was climbing all over me.
Chinasa said that her People had not returned
from the village. She had been sent to clean
the house first. She said she would sleep in
my place that night. Chinelo had heard her. I
wasn’t looking at Chinelo’s face, therefore i
couldn’t figure out how she felt when Chinasa
said she would sleep over, but i was sure it
must have been hard for her to swallow.
However, my cousin who was a shy person
had been trying to make some advances on
Chinelo. He had asked me who she was and i
had told her that she was a friend of mine
who had returned with me from Ghana. He
had asked if she was my girlfriend which i had
tactical avoided to give a direct answer to. But
when he saw how Chinasa was trying to
swallow me, he felt it was an opportunity to
go for Chinelo. He had started talking with her
and when it was time for bed, i had gone into
the room with Chinasa while both of them
were still at the parlour. My cousin who was
known for sleeping early had all of a sudden,
stayed awake until 11pm.
As early as 5am the following Monday, i had
heard some people talking in the parlour and
when i opened my door, it was them.
Chinelo and My cousin were going for a
morning mass at the Our Lady Of Fatima
Catholic Church Aguda. I had just looked at
them and smiled inside. I was actually
enjoying how their relationship was
developing. I was in a dilemma over how i was
supposed to introduce Chinelo to my cousin.
Despite the fact that i almost single handedly
paid for the apartment, i believed that i didn’t
have the right to just bring someone into the
house without discussing it with my cousin.
They had greeted me and walked downstairs to
the Church. While walking back to my room, i
had wondered how my cousin would react if i
told him what Chinelo was doing in Ghana. I
also wondered if Chinelo would be bold
enough to tell him. It wasn’t my business. I
believed that everybody deserved a second
chance. It was the second chance that brought
Chinelo down to my house in the first place.
Everything she did in Ghana was in the past
and must be left there if only she could
continue the new life she had found.
”Baby where did you go” Chinasa asked as
soon as i crawled inside the bed beside her.
”Bathroom baby, i went to the bathroom to
ease myself” i lied. Some lies were necessary
to end unwanted conversations.
”But there is a toilet inside the room” she
said. She was half asleep but yet managed to
ask dangerous questions. I didn’t know what
she was thinking but it could be that she was
monitoring my movements with Chinelo.
”I didn’t want to wake you up, that was why i
went outside to the general one” i lied again.
She seemed to have resigned as she turned
her back on me and covered herself with the
blanket again.
”I love you baby and i don’t ever want to loose
you” she said from under the blanket.
”I love you too sweetheart” i said.
I had to say something too, whether i meant it
or not. It was time to sleep again.
”It is in our moments of decisions that our
destinies are shaped”

Chapter 160.
When i woke up around 7:45am, my cousin
who was known for going to Idumota as early
as 7am, was still at home. He was spotted in
the kitchen frying eggs with Chinelo who
seemed to have settled down perfectly.
I called both of them to the parlour.
”It seemed you both are getting along very
well. That is good. However i need to make
some things clear first. Andrew, i haven’t told
you the conditions of Chinelo here and i
believe i need to let you know. She wanted to
return to Nigeria and Learn hair dressing. She
is starting work today. I have taken her to a
salon down the street and made agreement for
her. I also planned to rent a small apartment
for her in due time but she stays here for
now. I was going to tell you but it seemed that
you already like her” i said and smiled.
Chinasa walked out of the room to listen too.
I needed to use that beautiful opportunity to
break the ice. I knew my cousin won’t
complain at all. I had just brought home a
girlfriend for her. I needed to let him know
that Chinelo was not going to be a one night
stand. If he was going to sleep with her, he
better knew that she wasn’t going anywhere
soon.
”Its ok, she can stay here. Nobody lives in her
room” he said and smiled.
A feminine presence was needed in our
apartment too. One of the reasons why i ate
outside was that i hated washing plates and
pots. I believed it was a job for women or
children, not a field soldier who should
concentrate on how to survive in the street.
When we finished the meeting, I went back
into my room with Chinasa.
”Do you mean that she is going to live here
with you” Chinasa asked.
”Yes but not here in my room” i said with a
little sarcasm.
”Its not funny. I don’t want her here. Who is
she by the way” she said with harsh tone.
”Since when did you begin to decide what
happens here” i asked.
”Since now. If you don’t tell her to leave, i am
going to tell her to leave by myself” she said.
Her voice had risen up and Chinelo could even
hear her.
I tried to go out but she held my cloth.
”wow, has it gotten to this” i said.
She kept quiet but still held my cloth. Women
and funny ideas.
I was sure Chinasa was planning on how to
relocate to my place and live. She had never
said it but the way she behaved told me that
she had something in mind.
”Don’t worry baby, she will leave. Can you
please leave my cloth first” i said.
She left my cloth.
I opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of
whisky. I needed to calm my nerves. I was
almost tempted to beat her up but there was
always a better alternative to violence.
Chinelo walked past me in the Parlour and
announced that she was going to work. I bid
her goodbye and continued my whisky. My
cousin had left some minutes back. It was just
me and Chinasa left in the house. I wanted to
ask her to leave and go home to her place but
i needed to have some patience. She was
definitely going home before mid day since
her parents would return to Lagos in the
evening. I drank and Waited.
Around 10 am, she said it was time for her to
go and demanded that i drove her home.
”I am drunk and i can’t drive now” i said. She
looked unbelievably at me and said that i was
joking.
”I said i am not going anywhere. Is this how
you behave Chinasa. So i fought against
Clement for you only for you to come and
fight me here. I hope you still have his
number because you are going back to him if
you continue this way” i said.
The statement seemed to have jolted her back
to reality because she started crying.
I knew good tears when i see them, she was
just crying out crocodile tears.
”Alright, i will take you home. Have you
bought the foodstuffs you said you would
cook for your people” i asked.
She cleaned her eyes and said ‘no’.
What exactly was Chinasa thinking? I had told
her that i had every intention to return to
Europe. How could she think that she owned
me? How on earth can hot tempered man not
beat the hell out of a woman like that. She was
only interested in chasing Chinelo away. She
didn’t care where she would end up.
Chinelo, a girl i had just brought out of the
dangerous street life was being threatened
with street life again by Chinasa, a girl who
was just a girlfriend. They haven’t even
introduced themselves to each other because
incidentally, they both came from the same
local government.
”Do you know that Chinelo is from the same
place as you” i said.
”I don’t care. I don’t want to know. Is that
why she was looking at me like that yesterday
night” she said.
Looking at Her huh? I didn’t even notice
anything. Women were funny sometimes. How
did Chinasa expect me to achieve the objective
of chasing someone away from my place. Not
that it was such a difficult thing to do but that
was the same situation i found myself with
Jennifer in Portugal. Right inside of me, i was
hundred percent sure that Chinelo was going
nowhere. Anybody who wanted her out must
find a house for her and pay for it with his or
her own money.
One thing i hated in women was nagging.
I had a sister who was Chinasa’s age. She
respected and worshiped me like a God but
this Chinasa had the gut to hold my cloth and
give me order to chase someone out of my
place because she had slept with me. She was
definitely going to pay for everything she did
or said.
The long arm of my revenge didn’t know who
was who. The things i considered were always
the offences. Stella was still my girlfriend
when i took my revenge or her and her
mother and so was Linda and others. The
rubbish from Chinasa was going to end that
day. Somehow i wished my cousin had not
encroached in on Chinelo, i would have just
replaced Chinasa with her.she she seemed like
a good girl.
I put on a shirt and walked downstairs with
her. We drove to Ijesha market and stopped. I
gave her N2000 to go and buy the foodstuff.
As soon as she left, i drove off and back to my
house, then locked the gate and went upstairs.
”I’d rather regret the things i’ve done than the
things i haven’t done”

Chapter 161.
”Baby where are you” the voice said from the
other end of the phone call, it was Chinasa.
”I am at home” i said and kept quiet.
”What! You left me here and went home” she
said.
”I told you that i can’t drive” i said.
She cut off the line. I called back but she
didn’t answer. As i expected, she was angry.
Anger was necessary to right the wrongs
between us.
I had hoped that she could exploit the two
options available to her; one was to go home
to her place and the other was to return to my
place.
She went home to her place. That could be the
end or may be not.
I lay on the sofa and slept until the Power
returned, then i watched a movie. Chinelo
returned a little past 5pm.
She had called to find out if i was at home due
to the keys. When she came in, she said she
had heard everything Chinasa said in the
morning. She also apologized for putting me in
such a difficult situation.
”Don’t worry, she is gone” i said.
The news shocked her. I had just said that my
girlfriend was gone and she knew it was
because of her. She had slipped into that
mental state where one felt as if he or she was
a disturbance to the people around him or
her.
”You don’t have to worry about Chinasa, you
didn’t cause anything. You only exposed the
kind of person she was. The women of
nowadays want a ready made everything
including men. Go to the kitchen and cook if
you have strength” i said.
She left for the kitchen while i started drinking
from the whiskey bottle sitting on the center
table.
I got tipsy and called Chinasa again. She didn’t
answer. A few minutes later, she sent a text
message asking me never to call her again.
According to her, she said that she had left
her boyfriend because of me and i had
betrayed her.
I thought about what she wrote. I didn’t
betray Chinasa. She was the person who
betrayed her emotions. She wanted a fellow
woman to be thrown off to the street because
she thought she owned me and the house. She
could think or say whatever she wanted, it was
her life.
After reading the message, i got angry and
replied her.
”Is this how you want to end the relationship”
i had sent to her.
She didn’t reply immediately. She waited until
about 8pm before sending a new message.
”Yes, that is how i want to end it. You can go
to hell for all i care. Stupid illiterate. Live with
her if you like” she wrote.
She was obviously angry. Her anger had
pushed her to insult me and call me bad
names.
As i sat there on the parlour, i was boiling
inside. I never knew Chinasa could say nasty
things to me.
All of a sudden, i smiled. An idea had formed
in my head.
Chinelo who had come to drop food for me on
the table asked why i was smiling.
”Nothing baby, just nothing” i said.
That was the first time i had called her baby
since we returned from Ghana. She was
surprised and it had made her relax a bit from
the tension created by Chinasa. My cousin was
sitting on my right hand side too. He was
already eating his food.
I took a spoon and Started eating the beans
porridge she had cooked.
After eating half of the plate, i wrote a
message and sent it to Chinasa. It read:
”I am sorry for what happened. It was the
handiwork of the devil. I will send the girl
away. Remember you promised to stay with
me. I won’t hurt you again”.
A few minutes after sending the message, she
called.
”Baby i am sorry too for calling you stupid. It
was the devil” she said.
Yes, lets blame the devil. The devil was the
cause of every damn bad thing that happened
to us here on earth.
My next plan was to draw her close again and
give her a punishment that was directly
proportional to the insult she gave me.
The first thing that came to my mind was to
invite her somewhere and show up with a
different girl but after careful thoughts, i
concluded that it wasn’t enough for the insult.
”Please don’t call me bad names again, i don’t
deserve that after everything we have been
through” i said. The phone was on speakout.
Chinelo and her new boyfriend were there.
They had heard everything.
When the phone conversation was over, i
started laughing.
Chinelo was alerted.
”No no no, this is not good. Don’t harm her
please, i know what you can do. She is just a
woman” Chinelo said.
She had already found out that the plea
bargain was just to draw Chinasa close to me
again.
She had witnessed that first hand in Ghana
when i had tricked her into believing that i had
forgiven the money she stole from me. She
had totally trusted me until the final minute
when i took her phone and shoes.
”Don’t worry Nelo girl, i don’t wrong people, i
only revenge. The silly girl sent me a message
calling me a stupid illiterate, simply because i
refused to chase you out of the house. She will
pay for that insult” i said and frowned my
face.
My cousin who had been keeping quiet asked
what was going on. I told him that my girl
didn’t like his girl. He laughed when i called
Chinelo ‘his girl’. It was what he wanted to
hear.
”Baby i want to come to your house
tomorrow” Chinasa said. She had called me
again while i was on my bed. I told her that it
was Ok to come. She said her parents had
returned.
”We will go to the beach to reconcile properly
tomorrow” i had said before sleeping.
That night, i had a dream. I was being chased
by a demon. I ran to the entrance of the
Synagogue Church of all Nations but the gate
was closed. I had turned and faced the
demon. We had fought for long before i
suddenly woke up. I had tried to make a
meaning out of the dream but i didn’t believe
in anything beyond my comprehension.
Dream or no dream, i was going to the beach
to finally put an end to the relationship
between me and Chinasa. I still remembered
that very coconut tree where Chinasa had left
Clement, that was where i was going to leave
her as well. I believed she would never forget
what was going to happen to her the following
day. She started it anyway. I was just a
finisher.
”All things wicked truly start from innocence”

Chapter 162.
Early in the morning of the next day, Chinasa
woke me up. She said she had thought over
what she said and had cried over it.
I never liked tears. Tears never solved
anything. The only time i cried out tears was
when John the bighead impregnated Agnes
back in Germany while i was busy looking for
money. Ever since then, i had vowed never to
cry again. Tears were meant for the weak
minded people.
What was Chinasa talking about? What did she
mean by saying that she cried after calling me
a ‘stupid illiterate’?.
I had a very funny mind and mentality all my
life. I believed in corrections. If i had made
any mistake in English or any other language,
she could have just corrected me.
I had tried to recall everything i had said to
her. I wanted to know if i had made a mistake
but i couldn’t remember. I had also recalled
back in Brandenburg Germany when Ndifor
from Nnewi had tried to make every other
person look silly because he Attended IMT or
Esut Enugu. I had punished him by refusing to
give him drugs. He had apologized on his
knees before i gave him anything.
How on Earth could a girl that slept with me
chose to insult me because i said i wasn’t
going to send another woman to the street.
The anger emanating from my thoughts had
pushed me up from bed to the fridge where i
had opened a bottle of whiskey and drank
directly from the bottle.
After the drink, i showered, wore a dark pair
of Levis Strauss Jean and a dark T shirt. The
day was going to be bad and sorrowful.
Chinelo had woken up and prepared Pap. I
hated pap all my life, therefore i declined. She
thought i was angry for something.
”Something is worrying you since yesterday.
Your mouth is already smelling alcohol this
early morning” she had said.
”Go to work and leave me alone” i said.
I had sat on the sofa and drank until about
10am, then i called Chinasa and told her to
come to the house. I told her that i should
have come to pick her up but that there was
no need crossing over the Oshodi-Apapa
expressway.
She came and we drove to Lekki Beach. I
wanted to stop at bar beach but I wanted to
end it under that tree where it started, i also
wanted to be further away from town.
We got to the Lekki beach and packed our car
along the road. I deliberately left my phone
inside the car. She had left her small hand bag
inside the car as well. The handbag contained
her phone and some small money.
We walked hand in hand down to the beach. I
was holding a half bottle of whisky with the
other hand. We got to the edge of the sea and
stopped. We talked. She apologized for calling
me a bad name and said it won’t ever happen
again.
”Of course it won’t ever happen again Baby
girl. I thought you were different. I fought
against a rich kid for you just to make you
have a say in your own relationship. I did
everything for you. I chased away all the girls
i knew because of you. Now i don’t have a
girlfriend.” i said.
”baby but you still have me” she interrupted.
”It was there at that tree over there that our
journey started” i said as i pointed to the
coconut tree.
”Lets go there” i said.
”I still remember vividly, how Clement felt
when you got up and walked away. He had
wanted to get up and follow you but my thugs
were there too. He couldn’t do it. He was a
defeated man. Thugs, yes i became friends
with thugs just to scare him away. I thought
you could have made such a wonderful
companion. Not the wife who would curse the
husband if he disagrees to do something that
she asked” i said as we walked towards the
tree.
We got there and sat down.
”Let me see one of your shoes. I like it” i said.
”You know the shoes, you bought them” she
said.
”Yes but i wanna look at it again” i said.
”Baby please stop drinking that thing,
remember we are still going to drive home”
she said as she handed me one of the shoes.
It was already mid afternoon. The beach sands
were already hot. I took the shoes and stood
up.
”I am going home now. You are going to beg
for transport money back home, you are also
going to wear just one shoe back home. You
will come to Surulere tomorrow and pick up
your shoe and your handbag with the phone.”
i said as i started to walk away.
She stared at me as if i didn’t mean what i was
saying.
”Baby please come back here, i hope you are
not serious” she said.
I was already 50 meters away. She suddenly
got up and started coming towards me.
The hot sands were hurting her leg.
I quickened my pace and ran across the sand
to the gate, then i ran to the car, started the
engine and drove away.
Right there at the beach, Chinasa was without
one leg of her shoes, phone and money. She
was just with her flowing gown which i had
bought for her, it wouldn’t allow her to run.
As i drove back to Surulere, i considered what
i had done. It was such a bad thing but the
punishment fitted the crime.
In the Nigeria system, bad mouthing wasn’t
considered an offence but an individual was a
nation of his or her own.
I drove straight to the Police station near the
stadium along Western avenue.
Inside the office, I reported to the police
officer that i had gone to the beach with my
girlfriend but she had refused to follow me
back. I told him that she had also refused to
carry her bag from my car.
The officer had asked where the bag was and i
told him that it was in the car.
When i finished making my statements, he said
that i should bring N1000 for the file and
some other documents. I gave him N3000
with Chinasa’s bag and left.
Along Masha road, i threw away the shoe and
drove towards Aguda.
I stopped at the beauty shop and saw Chinelo
washing somebody’s hair. She didn’t see when
i came. I had stood there and watched her for
almost two minutes before she was told to
look back. She had smiled at me but when i
didn’t smile back, she knew that i had done
something nasty. She had seen that look on
my face back in Ghana. She excused herself
and hugged me.
”What have you done this time Zuby” she
asked.
” Every moment and every event of
every man’s life on earth plants
something in his soul.”




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