By Maren John Mafuyai, a proudly Nigerian

Things started to fall apart when Barry Mahan shook his wardrobe. Diaries, receipts, children books, little caved woods, invalid ID Cards, scrap phones, scrap transistors radios, scrap jicksaws, weak plumbing facilities, pens, expired tablets et cetera, split on the red carpeted floor. He arranged them beside the wardrobe. He took a diary he wrote after his University programme. Opening it, he found his loveletter, written to Queen in black ink.

In the letter, he described in details how Queen disappointed him during Night Party. When he arrived with her, she met her [real] boy friend, Adebayo, who held her on his laps, watching how he (Barry) danced. He (Barry) clenched his fist, beat his forehead and left the party hall like a lunatic robot.

Up to now, he did not have a wife. Tall with broad shoulders, he looked handsome in shorts and singlet as he took tea in the resting room, while watching pictures. He ran into his ex-girlfriend, Laura Ike. In the picture, she dragged him as if he was running away from her, which turned out to be literary true.

Now he looked for a wife, even someone like Laura Ike, but where was she? Laura married with two kids. So he regretted and felt to burn those pictures. Was there no any other way to let go?

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