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First of all, I am sorry if the end seems rushed or abrupt. Life is indeed continuum and I felt I should let Kome. But if you insist I might come up with an epilogue but let's understand there is no conventional ending. Thanks for reading.

Grace had stayed awake since her arrival in her new home. She loved the house as it was beautiful but it was quite lonely and she thought the owner as hostile. She had not asked for a mother and now they had given her one. She sat on the bed and cried bitterly. She had not thought of her possible reaction to her eventual exit since she was told about the arrangement a month ago. The test at the hospital was indeed the start of a change in her life which she was not receptive to. She had always thought of what comfort she could get from having her personal room. She had shared room with others since she was conscious of her being but suddenly her dream had appeared suddenly and it was almost like a nightmare she was afraid may drag on for too long.

The knock on the door startled her. It was 7:00pm on the clock that hung on the wall of the left side of the room. She cleaned her eyes and went to open the door.

‘’ Good evening ma’’ she greeted.

Kome managed to smile at her. Her eyes were red and the fact that she had been crying was evident in her face.

‘’ Food is ready’’ she said.

‘’ Okay ma’’

Kome left her standing and went back to the sitting-room. Grace came after a few minutes. Kome prepared eba along with ogbono soup. The setting was the dinning session adjoining the sitting room. The dining consist of a wooden table and four chairs. She had placed her food at the end while Grace’s by her side. She waited for Grace to come around before she prayed and they started eating. Silence prevailed and she took surreptitious look at Grace as she ate slowly from her portion. She had resolved to let time bear the burden of cementing their relationship. Also she was not ready to use the advantage of a biological relationship.

‘’ So how was it?’ Kome asked.

‘’ It was fine ma’’ she said.


‘’ Grace, I know you are already missing your friends and I am sorry for separating you from them’’

‘’ Ma, they are my family. I want to go back’’

Kome was lost for words as she looked dumbfounded at her. Grace still had a sombre look on her face. After some minutes of contemplation, Kome stood up and carried her plates to the kitchen. She went to her room afterwards. She sat on her bed and gave vent to her thoughts. She felt unfortunate. All her efforts to correct the missteps of the past were almost going to plan and now she had Grace to deal with. She had made up her mind to be the best parent she could have but here was Grace trying to make her effort difficult. She stood up after some twenty minutes and went to Grace’s room. She opened it and entered. She was already lying on the bed. She went to sit on the bed and led a short prayer.

‘’ Tomorrow is church service, get ready on time as we will be leaving by 7:00am’’

‘’ Okay ma’’

Kome stood up and left the room. She slept off in the midst of conflicting thoughts that raged in her mind.

Mother and Daughter

The first week after the arrival of Grace was a busy period for Kome hence Grace was often alone at home. It proved to be a difficult time for Kome as the little time she had to spend with Grace was a kind of torture due to her reluctance to discuss with her. She wanted to be part and parcel of Grace’s world but she was unwilling to help. Kome could not help but become suspicious of a conspiracy to deprive her of her daughter. She kept most of these issues to herself as she was unwilling to share her problems with Bose. The effect of her relationship with Grace did not become a major problem as she performed optimally at her work place. It was Thursday that she thought of taking Grace along with her to the one of the beaches at Abraka. She felt the cool breeze and the motley of people could ease whatever tension that has affected their relationship negatively.
She broke the news to Grace as they took their dinner on Friday. She murmured an answer. Little had changed about her physical appearance and Kome could not but acknowledge that the orphanage was well run. They had their devotion together before retiring for the night.

Kome settled down to see a movie but her mind struggled to stay on the actions. Sometime ago, she could easily have been consumed with the politics and intrigues of the work place but that had been shelved for her private life in the meantime. She had her daughter to worry about and John was a distant proposition. They had barely had a moment alone and this was to her delight. Life had dealt her some lessons as regards her relationship and she was not prepared to satisfy the longings of any man at her own expense. The beach offered more than a chance to bond with her daughter. She could at least make do with the exhilarating feeling evoked by that awesome work of nature. She stood up and switched off the electronics before going off to sleep.
They woke up quite early the next day. Kome did the laundry and also prepared food while Grace helped with other chores.

They left for Abraka just before it was 9:00am. The drive was smooth as traffic moved steadily in the right direction. They arrived at the McCarthy beach just before the rays of the sun illuminated the blue sky. She wore some a white shirt and a knee length short. Grace was dressed in like manner. Once they found a spot at the beach, she urged her to go and join the others who were already playing very close to the water. Grace hurried off and this gave Kome some delight. Kome enjoyed the scene as she watched others play along by the shore of the water. She was still enjoying the view when she felt a cold hand on her shoulder. She startled and was doubly surprised by the smiling face of John. He wore a white shirt and a short that stopped just above his knees.

‘’ How are you?’ John asked.

‘’ I am fine’’ she replied.

‘’ Can I sit beside you?’ he asked.

‘’ Okay’’

She shifted a little and John squatted before sitting on the sand. The white clothes were a sharp contrast to his complexion. The white only illuminated his features and Kome smiled in admiration.

‘’ So how often do you come here?’ he asked.

‘’ Once in a while. I cannot recall the last time I came here’’ she said.

‘’ Since I discovered this place, it has become one of my favourite relaxation spot’’ he said.

They looked at each other for a while and John looked away afterwards.

‘’ So do you have company?’ Kome asked.

‘’ Yes’’ he turned and pointed to a group of men’’ they are over there. How about you?'

‘’ Yes…’’

Kome saw Grace coming towards them at this point. John got the cue as he turned to where Kome was facing. Grace was soaked already and the delight on her face was obvious. Kome stood up once Grace got to where she was. Kome and Grace talked for a while before Grace left with her car key.

‘’ Is she your sister?’ John asked.

‘’ No, she is my daughter’’ Kome replied as her gaze met John’s.

‘’ Okay’’ he drawled ‘’ it’s just that I never thought of you as a mother’’

‘’ So how do mothers behave?’

‘’ Never mind, but it will indeed make a fine family’’ he said and looked away.

Kome stole a look at him.

‘’ Kome, I have thought over this and I believe it is best I say it now. I want you to be my wife’’

It came as a shock and then the realization of its implication made her to withdraw into silence. She looked at him and the look on John’s face was unmistakable. He meant what he had said.

‘’ Mr. John, I barely know you’’

‘’ This is not a bad spot to start. After all we barely get to see each other in the office’’

She smiled and looked away. Grace was out of sight but not out of her mind. She only had one thought and that was envisaging what the future held in store for her.

A constructive analysis indeed.

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She arrived early at work the next day. She was about entering the reception area when she heard a familiar voice call her. It was John.

‘’ Good morning, Miss Kome’’

‘’ Good morning sir’’

‘’ How was the interview?’

‘’ It was fine’’

‘’ Miss Kome, could we have lunch together?’

Kome hesitated to answer while she averted her eyes.

‘’ Thanks but I don’t think I will be chanced’’

‘’ Okay, have a nice day’’

‘’ Thanks and you too’’

John walked on ahead of her into the building. She followed behind while she contemplated her reply. She had made up her mind on John and it was her intention to restrict their interaction outside official duties.

Kome could barely believe her thoughts as she became pre-occupied with the slow movement of time. She could barely wait for the two weeks to elapse and as the days rolled on, her anxiety heightened. She was finally going to get back her baby. She felt like a heroine in her own story in spite of her failed relationships. Bridget called a week after to confirm the fact that Grace was indeed her daughter and that the date they agreed on was feasible. She could hardly contain her joy and she called Bose thereafter. Bose congratulated her and offered her some words of advice.

Saturday, the twentieth of July, 2014 arrived to a much prepared Kome. She had made alterations to the second room as she was prepared to give her daughter the best treatment. She left for Benin that morning having bought some foodstuff and provision for the orphanage. She arrived the city of Benin at 10:00am and drove straight to Bose’s home. She wanted her company for the trip to the orphanage. They arrived the orphanage some minutes after eleven. The sun was already out casting some beautiful glow on the grass of the lawn. There was quiet all around the compound and Kome was struck by the serene state of things. They walked into the reception and found the children deeply engrossed in a discussion with Bridget. Some of the children’s attention were immediately turned to them and Bridget was forced to look back at the intruders. She flashed a smile and then turned to the children. She asked them to disperse for a while. She went to meet Kome and Bose where they were standing.

‘’ You are welcome’’ she said with a smile.

‘’ Good morning ma’’ Kome greeted.

‘’ Can you come to my office?’ she asked.

‘’ Okay’’ Bose said.

They followed her into the office.

‘’ Miss Kome, you are welcome once again.

Today is indeed an auspicious day and I was just informing the children about a change that could happen today. It is indeed a pity that you are about to take Grace away. We recognize your right to her but it would be fitting if we had a little session together before you take her away’’
Kome listened with rap attention and Bridget felt encouraged by her interest.

‘’ Ma’’ Bridget called to Bose.

‘’ Yes’’

‘’ Can I speak with Kome for an hour. It is a necessary session which must be done as a means to make the relationship between the intending parent and the adopted child to be a smooth process’’

‘’ Okay, I will be outside’’

Bose left the office. Bridget turned to Kome and an hour of discussion followed. Bridget gave her some general lessons as to how a parent should behave towards a child and also some specific lessons on the character traits of Grace. It was a counselling session which Kome was grateful for. Bose was called in after the session ended and they had a small discussion. Bridget left the office and returned with Grace. She bore a bland expression but betrayed no sign of reluctance. Kome saw that Grace had grown tall, had a dark skin like her father and bore a facial structure like hers.

‘’ Grace, this is your new mother’’ Bridget said.

Grace looked at Kome a little while and averted her eyes.

‘’ You ought to greet’’ Bridget said somewhat sternly.

‘’ Good afternoon ma’’ she greeted.

Kome stood up and embraced her. Bridget led them out of the office. Outside was a bag that belong to Grace. The children had gathered once again in the space beside the reception. Kome felt the inquisitive stare of the children bore through her mind. She wondered how many of these children had mothers like her who were willing to come back to take them or those who had totally forgotten about them. She felt pity for the children.

‘’ Children, as I told you, a change is about to take place. Grace…’’ Bridget was holding her by her side ‘’ is leaving us today for a new home’’

Cries of unreadable expressions followed the announcement. Bridget waited a while for the noise to drown out. She beckoned to Kome who came to stand beside her.

‘’ This is her new mother. Grace is following her to Warri’’

This seemed to derive a cry of protest from the children. It could easily be seen that Grace was indeed popular among the children.

‘’ I understand your worry but I can assure you that she will be well taken care of and she will also come visiting from time to time’’

She ended the speech and led Kome, Bose, and Grace out of the building to the blazing heat of the sun.

‘’ Ma, I brought some food items for the children. It is in the boot of my car’’

‘’ Okay, I will have to inform some people to get it out. Please excuse me’’

She left them. Silence hung around the small gathering after her exit. She came back sooner with two young men who followed Kome to where she had parked her car. They brought out all the food items and Bridget expressed her gratitude. Kome sat on the driver’s seat, Bose sat beside her and Grace sat at the back. They drove to Bose’s home in silence except from the noise that came from the people and cars on the streets. They arrived Bose’s home just after it was 2:00pm. Bose held Grace’s right hand and Kome followed behind as they walked into the house.

‘’ So Grace, you are welcome to my home’’ Bose said accentuating her voice.

‘’ Thank you ma’’ she replied coldly.

‘’ I understand how you are feeling but I want you to cheer up’’ Bose said turning to look at Grace.

Grace was clearly not happy. She felt disconnected from the settings and this made her pine for the only home she knew. Kome stood some little distance away and watched the scene between Bose and Grace.

‘’ I want you to be happy with your new home. I will ensure to check on you’’ Bose said.

Grace nodded her head and a tear escaped from her left eye. Bose embraced her. She left Grace and asked Kome to come with her outside. Grace looked around the sitting-room. She felt lonely for the first time in her life once Bose and Kome left. She was pessimistic about the change that was about to happen. She could have been consoled if this was her new home but it was Warri. She only knew that place in words and it was quite a different world which she never gave thought to in the past. The reality of her separation was aggravated by the outside location of her new home. Bose and Kome had some few minutes and returned in a fair enough time to rescue Grace from the protest that was gradually forming in her heart.

‘’ Grace, it’s time to leave’’ Kome said.

‘’ Ma, can I stay with you?’ Grace asked looking at Bose.

Kome could barely hide her disdain. Bose walked to where Grace was sitting and drew her up.

‘’ I am not your mother’’ she pointed to Kome ’’…she is’’

‘’ I don’t want to go’’ she said.

Kome could not believe what she felt was an act of rebellion. She left the room in a bid to suppress her irritation. She stood outside for a while and after some minutes Bose led Grace out of the sitting room. They walked to where the car was parked in silence. Kome took the driver’s position and turned on the engine. Grace embraced Bose and clung to her for a while. Bose urged her to enter the car and after some pleading she entered. Immediately, Kome waved Bose and drove out of the compound.

Kome found a hard time suppressing her disgust with the behaviour of her daughter. She felt cheated and this made her to face the road sternly without turning back to look at her. Few minutes in to the journey just after they had left the main roundabout of Benin, Grace fell asleep. It was a pleasing situation as Kome felt released from the task of initiating a conversation with her. She struggled to keep her thoughts in check and would have put on the car stereo but she feared it could disturb the sleeping child. She could not but admit the fact that she was quite pleased to have her daughter back and no matter her behaviour, she was going to make sure they get on together. She arrived home with such determined and pleasant thoughts swirling in her mind. She walked to the second door, opened it and tapped her. Grace woke up with eyes tired and weary from sleeping.

‘’ You are welcome home’’ she announced.

Kome walked to the front of her house and opened the door. She was taken aback by the quiet environment and she turned to look at her watch. It was 6:00pm. Grace took some time to come and Kome returned to where the car was parked. She went and opened the boot and handed her luggage to her. Grace stood to wait for her as she closed and locked the doors of the car.

‘’ Come with me’’

She led the way while Grace walked slowly behind her. She walked past the sitting-room and showed her the second room which she had prepared for Grace’s arrival. She opened the door and turned to look at Grace.

‘’ This is your room’’ she said.

‘’ Thank you ma’’ Grace grunted.

She walked away after Grace had entered the room. She was at least satisfied that she had uttered a word of acknowledgement. Kome placed a call to Bose.

‘’ Good evening ma’’ she greeted.

‘’ Kome, are you home already?’ Bose asked.

‘’ Yes ma, we got home not too long ago’’ she replied.

‘’ Okay, how is Grace?’

‘’ She is still dragging her feet’’

‘’ Don’t worry and please be patient. The reality is that she has been taken from a world she is already used to. Also she is a teenager’’

‘’ Thank you ma for your advice’’

‘’ You are welcome. Just make sure to form a common bond, three months is all you have’’

‘’ I understand ma’’

The line went off and Kome dropped her phone on the dresser. She looked at the mirror and could easily relate with the image that stared back at her. Although she noticed a bit of strain on her eyes, she had barely done well in her first day as a parent. She was already feeling the strain of unreturned love. She stood up and changed to a short and a singlet. She walked to the sitting room and opened the refrigerator. She had some left over soup in a white plastic bowl which she took to the kitchen.

Good one.

oyinella:
nice episode, but I hope franca is not getting married to komes ex

This comment got some Twist to it. Let's wait and see.

The Adoption
Kome felt more lonely as days cropped into months and years followed. She needed company and this she was able to satisfy through her various visits to friends and relations. Her happiest moment were those times friends came to visit her. This efforts though were not enough, she felt she needed a more substantive company than those fleeting relationships she had with friends and others. Another thought that exacerbated her feeling of loneliness was the appearance of John. In those private moments she spent alone, the thought of John kept coming into her mind. She had made conscious effort to avoid him at work but she could not deny the fact that she was beginning to develop a soft spot for him. While an inexperienced little Kome would have given vent to that feeling, she was not prepared to nurse another heartbreak. She saw John more like a friend than a lover.

She made the decision to adopt her daughter in one of those moments of her daily meditation. She called Bose immediately not minding the fact that it was late already.

‘’ Good evening ma’’ she greeted.

‘’ Good evening Kome’’ Bose yawned’’ Is everything okay?’

‘’ Yes ma, I am sorry for calling late. I felt it was best I ask today’’ she replied.

‘’ Okay, what is it?’

‘’ Ma, I want to adopt my daughter’’

‘’ Okay, I will give you the necessary information you need tomorrow’’

‘’ Thank you very much ma. Have a good night rest’’

‘’ You too’’

Kome heaved a sigh of relief as the phone went dead. She slept off in the midst of recollections of her pregnancy and the struggles that followed.

The next day, Bose called after her return from work. She informed her that adoption was possible though she had decided against them revealing her relationship with the girl yet. Bose told her she would have to apply in the office of the government for social welfare. The process was going to take some time but she was certain that her wish will be granted. Kome informed her that she would travel to Benin the next week to start the process.

Kome dropped the phone feeling a little dissatisfied. She had not thought of the process yet and she couldn’t come to terms with the fact that a child she had given away freely could not be returned without going through the government. Despite the feeling of discontent that threatened to overpower her thoughts, she felt energized by the desire to have her daughter back.

The next week, she travelled to Benin on a Thursday afternoon. Bose had moved from her apartment at the GRA to her personal house. A two-room apartment which was almost at the outskirt of the city. Kome arrived just before it was dark. She greeted Bose affectionately as they regarded themselves in a manner that seemed similar to one between mother and daughter. They did not discuss the issue of adoption until they had taken their evening meal. Bose informed her that she had done all the necessary investigation and all depends on when Kome would be willing to apply officially through the office of the government on social welfare. Kome expressed her disappointment with the whole requirements as she was wary of the slow state of government operations. Bose suggested they visit Bridget, the head of the orphanage in order to seek her advice.

The next morning they left for the orphanage at the stroke of ten. They arrived at the orphanage just before it was eleven. It was quite a distance coupled with the little traffic jam they experienced. The compound was quiet on their arrival. The whole environment conveyed the message that the children were not around. They walked the short distance to Bridget’s office and Bose knocked on the door.

‘’ Come in’’

They obeyed the soft elderly voice of Bridget.

‘’ Good morning ma’’ Bose greeted.

‘’ Good morning, nurse’’ Bridget replied cheerily as she got up to shake hands.

‘’ Good morning ma’’ Kome greeted.

‘’ Good morning, my dear’’

Bridget asked them to sit and they obliged.

‘’ Ma, this is Kome Oghale’’

‘’ I think you have been here before?’ Bridget asked Kome.

‘’ Yes’’ Kome replied.

‘’ Ma, she has a request to make’’ Bose said.

‘’ Okay’’

‘’ I want to adopt a child’’ Kome said.

‘’ Do you have an idea or description of the child you want?’ Bridget asked.

‘’ The last time I came here, I saw a girl of nine named Grace. That is the child I have in mind ma’’

‘’ Why not another. Grace is quite grown now and as a matter of fact, this orphanage prefers giving away children in the formative stage of their life’’ Bridget explained.

‘’ That is a good policy ma’’

‘’ Thank you’’

‘’ I’d appreciate if you let me adopt Grace’’

‘’ You are asking for something difficult. Apart from our aforementioned policy, Grace is easily one of the most gifted child in our care. I am curious to know the reason why you insist on Grace’’

Kome looked at Bose for support but she got a bland look in return. She always wanted the issue of Grace to remain a secret.

‘’ Ma, I think she would fit in with my plans’’

‘’ Kome, how do you explain plans? You need something more valid to present other than that’’

Kome sank back almost in despair. The woman in front of her was proving more difficult than she could have imagined. Bose was not pleased with the silence that was threatening to dampen the situation.

‘’ Madam, Kome is the mother of that girl’’ Bose said.

Bridget widened her eyes in disbelief as she looked from Bose to Kome. The impact of the revelation was clearly written on her face.

‘’ Things like this are no longer strange to me but I want to ask, how did you know?’ Bridget asked facing Kome.

‘’ I was the one that dropped her in front of the gate of this orphanage and I wrote the request for you to let her bear that name’’

‘’ This is quite a revelation. Anyway, we are not unilaterally responsible for the adoption process, you should apply at the office of the government on social welfare and youth and sport development to begin the process. As for the issue of maternity, a DNA test need to be conducted’’

‘’ Thank you very much ma’’ Bose said.

Kome had rescinded into silence. They bade Bridget good-bye and left the office. It was some minutes before twelve.

‘’ Kome, I suggest we go to the office for social welfare immediately’’ Bose said.

Kome nodded in reply. She was clearly lost in thought as she took the passenger seat beside Bose. The journey to the office of the government on youth and sports began in earnest as they left the orphanage. They arrived thirty minutes after. The building was built in the form of a bungalow. It bore a refreshed look as the yellow painting on it looked recent. The door that led to the reception was a glass door. They walked in to the well ventilated reception area. Two women sat at the right hand side of the door.

‘’ Good afternoon ma’’ Kome greeted.

‘’ Good afternoon’’ one of the ladies replied and turned to greet Bose.

‘’ We want to make enquiry on how to adopt a child from the orphanage’’ Bose said.

‘’ Okay, wait a while’’

The lady stood up from her seat and walked to a closed door just behind where they sat. She opened the door and disappeared into the room. After a minute, she was back with a form.

‘’ Who among you wants to adopt?’ she asked.

‘’ I’’ Kome said.

‘’ Are you married?’ she asked.

‘’ No’’Kome replied.

‘’ Okay, never mind, just fill this form’’

She gave Kome the form and pointed her to sit in the area reserved for the public. Kome had barely thought less of the implication of her singlehood until the question from the lady. Also she was confronted with it as she filled the form. She took up the issue with Bose who assured her that there was a way out. The form was not difficult to fill as she was done in ten minutes. The lady studied the form for a while once sit was returned.

‘’ Ma’’ she said acknowledging Bose’’ you people will have to return on another date. The director is not on seat and we will call you once we are ready to hear your case’’

‘’ Okay, thank you very much’’ Bose said.

‘’ Thank you ma’’ Kome said afterwards.

They left the building completely lost on what to expect. Kome felt like her excitement had been sucked up. She could easily judge from the state of events that it would be a grueling emotional experience for her if she was to pull this through. Bose drove them to her house and they spent some time watching a movie. They discussed little all through the day and Kome got to know of Franca’s impending marriage. She struggled to sleep that night as the thoughts of her past mistakes kept haunting her. She could barely rationalize her decision to uncover a buried story. It was more than an attempt to evade the advances of John, she felt lonely amidst the activities that took her time. Also, she knew her right as a parent and this was the only way to assert her right. She left Benin for Warri in a haze the next day hoping for that call from the office on social welfare.

The call from the social welfare came in two weeks after she had put in her application. The director and some others were to interview her the next Monday. She was happy when she got the information and phoned Bose immediately. Though it was a busy period in the office, she was sure she would be able to make it. She decided to see the business manager concerning her impending trip on Thursday of the penultimate week. They had just finished a meeting when she approached him.

‘’ Sir, I want to ask for a favour?’ She said.

‘’ What is it?’

‘’ I have an important interview with the office of social welfare in Benin on Monday. I need your assistance to enable me travel’’

‘’ This is quite a difficult request, Monday is quite important’’

John came to meet them at this moment. Kome had successfully pushed John aside. They only got to meet in the office and this was often in the company of other members of staff.

‘’ Mr. John, what is it?’

‘’ Sorry for interrupting, I just want to remind you about the meeting on Monday’’

‘’ Sure, that was what me and my assistant were just discussing. She is asking for permission to travel’’

John looked at Kome.

‘’ Miss Kome, that is an important meeting you must not miss’’

‘’ I know sir. The interview I am going for is quite personal but I would appreciate if you give me the opportunity’’

John drew the business manager aside and they conversed for a minute. John left immediately while the business manager returned to where Kome was standing.

‘’ You can go but be sure to note that you will have some work on your desk on Tuesday’’

‘’ Thank you sir’’

She smiled cheerily and celebrated her little victory. She travelled to Benin on Sunday after the service at her church. Bose was happy to see her and they discussed much about the interview slated for the next day. Bose informed her of her new job as an instructor at the State Nursing College. Kome reckoned she had earlier complained of boredom and she congratulated her.

The interview was scheduled for 9:00am. Kome and Bose arrived just before it was time. It was some few minutes after the time that Kome was called into the office of the director. The director, Mrs. Beatrice Edegbe and her assistant, a man were sitting beside each other. The director is an elderly woman, dark and of average height. Her voice was quite cool and pleasant to listen to. The assistant, Mr. Igine had dark features and Kome could estimate that he was of average height from where he sat. The office was quite stuffy due to the large shelf that stood at the back of the director and the bulk of files that covered the spaces in it. Some refreshing amount of air came from the ceiling fan.

‘’ Good morning ma’’ Kome greeted.

‘’ Good morning, you can have your seat’’

She sat on one of the chairs facing both officials.

‘’ What is your name?’ Beatrice asked.

‘’ Kome Oghale’’ she replied.

‘’ Okay, Miss Kome, we have gone through your application form and seen that you could be given a chance. Though we have some issues that needs to be addressed before we could go any further?’ Beatrice said.

‘’ What are the issues?’

‘’ We discovered that you are not married and we don’t usually encourage giving children to single parents’’ Beatrice said.

‘’ I think I understand your reasons but I can assure you that I will provide the necessary support for any child you release into my care’’

‘’ Okay, why do you want to adopt from this state since you work and live in Delta state?’

‘’ The reason is quite personal and very important’’

‘’ Can you tell us?’

‘’ Ma, I think it is quite early to tell but I can assure you that I will tell you once it’s time’’

‘’ Okay. Miss Kome have you decided on any orphanage to choose from yet?’ Beatrice asked.

‘’ Yes, Mother Theresa home is my preferred choice’’

‘’ You must have had everything planned out already’’ Beatrice smiled.

‘’ Yes ma’’

‘’ So do you have a guardian or a surety to stand for you?’

‘’ Yes ma, she came with me. She is in the reception’’

‘’ Can you call her, we would like to see her’’

Kome stood up and left the office. She returned with Bose.

‘’ Ma, this is Mrs Bose Idise’’ Kome said.

Beatrice stood up and shook Bose and they exchanged greetings. Mr. Igbine greeted Bose after Beatrice had sat down.

‘’ So Mrs. Idise, you are willing to support Kome through this application process?’ Mr. Igbine asked.

‘’ Yes’’ Bose replied.

‘’Are you sure about her parenting ability?’ Mr. Igbine asked.

‘’ Not quite but I believe we all grow into parenthood and I can actually help her adjust to the demands’’

‘’ Okay ma. We understand that you are a resident of this state?’

‘’ Yes, I am’’

‘’Okay, I think that is all the information we need for now’’ Mr. Igbine said after receiving the support of Beatrice.
Bose left the office leaving Kome.

‘’ Miss Oghale, I hope you understand that this is not really a private matter. It takes some time to process. You will have to appear before a magistrate’’ Beatrice said.

‘’ Okay, when will this be?’

‘’ We will ensure to submit your application to the nearest magistrate court as soon as we can. Meanwhile, since you already have an idea of where you intend to go and adopt, we will give you a letter to that effect. Also, you will have to pay a sum of five thousand naira to complete the process’’

‘’ Okay ma’’

She brought out her purse and paid immediately and a receipt was given to her by Igbine.

‘’ You just wait outside while we prepare the letter’’

Kome stood up and left the office. She met Bose who was reading a small leaflet. They conversed for a while until Mr. Igbine brought the letter.

‘’ Miss Oghale, this letter has the seal of the permanent secretary and it authorizes you to work towards adopting any child you want’’

‘’ Thank you sir’’

She took the letter from him and Igbine left the reception. Bose took the sealed letter and they left the premises of the office of the government on social welfare. They drove straight to the Mother Theresa orphanage home. Bridget was outside, regally dressed in her white smock. She welcomed them cheerily and they walked into her office together.

‘’ So what can I do for you?’ she asked.

‘’ Ma, I was interviewed by officials of the government on social welfare and they gave me a letter to the effect that I could adopt’’

She gave the sealed letter to Bridget. She opened the envelope and read through the letter. After some three minutes, she shook her head in agreement.

‘’ So do you want to still go with your preference’’

‘’ Yes ma, she is the reason why I am doing this’’

‘’ Okay, miss Kome as I told you earlier, a DNA test will be conducted to ascertain if she is your daughter. This is necessary considering the fact that we don’t give out grown children for adoption’’

‘’ I understand ma’’

‘’ There is a laboratory nearby we could go to. Grace will not be able to do hers today but I am pleading that you give us two weeks for us to conclude this routine and then we would hand her over to you’’

‘’ Okay ma’’

They left for the laboratory together and sample of her buccal cells was taken. They drove Bridget back to the orphanage and bade her good-bye at the gate. While Kome was happy for the way events had panned out, she still nursed mixed feelings concerning her new found desire. They arrived at Bose’s house at 2:00pm. She rested a little and left for Warri an hour after. She was pleased by the turn of events and she entertained herself with music playing from the car’s CD player.
She made sure she slept early in anticipation of a busy day at work the next day.

Bose called her the next Tuesday and informed her that she could only adopt rather than claim the child. It was a bittersweet news as she feared adopting her could estrange rather than bring them together. Bose encouraged her to think over the matter in order for her not to rush into a decision that could harm her relationship with her daughter.

While she kept her mind busy with her daughter, she was also contemplating her relationship with Tamuno John. She feared the vibes he was sending her and this made her to be uncomfortable in his presence. She feared the feeling that was gradually developing within her. Her past relationships had not really been close as this one would be if she were to accept his yet to be proposed offer. The only nagging question was when and how he would pop up the question of a romantic relationship. Since their first lunch meeting, he had invited her to several. She had refused some while the few she attended was a period of subtle emotional and personal discussions. He was interested in knowing much about her. She gave him some little details of her past. This seemed to endear him to her despite the adverse thoughts attached to the ill-effects of office romance. The most predatory offer was an invitation to a weekend trip. She was about leaving the office at the close of work on a certain Thursday when he called her to his office. She felt it was on an official assignment though she was a bit skeptical. He was going through some documents when she entered.

‘’ Good evening’’ she greeted.

‘’ Good evening, Kome. You can have your seat’’

She sat on one of the settee that faced his.

‘’ I am sorry for calling you at this time’’ he said.

‘’ There is no problem’’ she replied.

‘’ I need you to do me a favour. I want you to accompany me on a trip to Port Harcourt this weekend?’ he asked.

She was surprised at the offer as she knew it was beyond work affiliations. The little silence was a tense moment for both of them.

‘’ Hey, I know it is beyond your area but I felt it would be appropriate if you could get familiar with some of our on-shore operations’’ he suggested.

‘’ Okay, that will be fine by me’’

‘’ Thank you very much. We will leave by noon’’

‘’ Okay’’

She left the office clearly unsettled. While she could do with an illusion of work relations, she felt it was more real to confront his assault on her heart. She knew he was single and this has influenced her decision to handle his expression of friendship with care.

They set off for Port Harcourt an hour after noon the next day. John had bought plane tickets for two and they sat close to each other all through the trip. They were picked on arrival by a company car which drove them straight to the regional office of the Shell Corporation. On their arrival, they were met by one of the executive, Mr. Van Delt, a Dutch national and a local employee, Mr. Uche Iweka.

‘’ Good afternoon Sir’’ John greeted.

‘’ Good afternoon, John. How are you?’ Van asked.

‘’ I am fine’’ he replied.

‘’ Who is the lady with you?’ Van asked.

‘’ This is Kome, she is the assistant business manager at Warri division’’ John said.

Kome greeted him and shook the extended hand of Mr. Van.

‘’ Okay, Uche I hope we are set?’ Van asked.
‘’ Yes sir’’ Uche replied.

They walked some distance before they got to the helipad where the monstrous sound of the whirring blade of a helicopter was heard. They got on board and soon the helicopter was up in the air to a destination unknown to Kome. Van, Uche and John engaged themselves in snippets of conversation as they studied some documents. Kome was oblivious of what they were discussing but she was gradually developing interest in the trip. They arrived their destination after an hour of flight.

They alighted on an oil rig. It was her first on it and she could only smile at the pleasant feeling that came over her. She caught a grin on John’s face when their eyes met. She was excused as the men went in to a makeshift office. She used the time to tour the rig. It was quite ironic that she was disconnected from the primary aspect of her job. John and the rest of the men spent a long time behind closed doors and this made her uncomfortable considering the fact that she was one of the few females on board. It was three hours after that the men came out of the office.

‘’ I am very sorry we took that long’’ John said.

‘’ I understand’’ she replied.

‘’ I hope you are now acquainted with the primary aspect of our operations?’ John asked.

‘’ Yes, I enjoyed it’’ she replied.

They were soon joined by Mr. Van and Uche. They boarded the helicopter and left immediately. The helicopter came to a stop on the helipad of the guest house of the company where they stayed for the night. Kome enjoyed the refreshing air from the river nearby and basked in the feeling all through the night. She was woken up by an attendant the next morning. She brushed and had her bath before joining John at the reception. She was dressed in a loosed flower gown. John wore a boot, a faded blue jean and a polo.

‘’ How was the night?’ John asked.

‘’ It was fine’’ she replied.

‘’ I like your dress’’ John commended.

‘’ Thank you’’ she replied.

‘’ We will have breakfast and once we are done, we will be going to some part of the creeks’’ he said.

They arrived at the restaurant and had a breakfast of tea, bread and egg. John made a call and once he was done, he asked them to leave for the garage. There was a Toyota Hilux waiting when they got there. John sat in front with a man who ostensibly is the driver while Kome sat at the back seat. They travelled over a long distance before they stopped at a secluded part of the city. All around them was surrounded by thick forest. They waited in the car.

‘’ I guess we came early’’ John said.

‘’ Yes…they are supposed to be here’’ the driver replied.

John turned to look at Kome after sometime.

‘’ We are expecting a delegation so I urge you to be patient’’ he said.

‘’ Okay’’ Kome replied.

It was another twenty minutes before they saw a convoy coming towards them from the back. John got down and waited by the side of the truck. It was a convoy of four vehicles and all were Toyota Hilux. A police truck was among while some other officials of Shell occupied the others. Kome recognized Uche and Mr. Van among the mixed races of people though there were more of Nigerians. John shook hands with Mr. Van, Uche and then some murmurings. Kome had alighted and was standing by the truck.

‘’ Okay, gentlemen…let’s go straight to business’’ Mr. Van said.

One thing was common among the men. They dressed in a similar manner to John and this made Kome to scrutinize her dressing once again. She wore a pair of sandals. She walked beside John as they walked into the forest. The eight policemen that came had divided themselves into two groups of four and they led from the front and back. They had walked for ten minutes when the smell of thick fumes and a pungent odour of crude oil assailed their senses. The men were unprepared as they covered their nose with their hands. Kome was visibly shaken by the smell but she mustered enough courage to disguise her discomfort. They came upon a clearing after some time. Not far was a huge and black metallic pipe. A part of it had broken and the whole place was covered with spilled oil. It was an obvious example of the devastating effect of a sabotaged oil pipeline.

‘’ This is so bad’’ Van said with derision.

A mumble from the men to confirm their agreement.

‘’ This is worse than I thought. So what do you suggest we do?’ Van asked.

‘’ A force majeure has been declared until this link is repaired’’ one of the men said.

‘’ Obviously that is the right thing to do. I think we have all seen for ourselves the evil done by these boys. I think we should arrange a meeting for Monday to discuss some new ways to engage them’’ One of the foreign national said.

‘’ I was thinking along that line. Let’s leave, we are done here’’

The journey back to the main road began in earnest. Kome walked beside John among the men. Once they got back to the road, Van called John aside and they talked for a while. After the meeting, the journey back to the city began in earnest. They drove in a convoy with the police truck in front. The driver who drove Kome and John took a different route once they got to town and they arrived the guest house just before it was 3:00pm.

‘’ So what next?’ Kome asked.

‘’ Nothing, maybe we should return today but on a second thought, I think it will be fun to experience the night life in this city’’ John said.

‘’ Okay’’ she grinned.

‘’ So just go in and have a rest. We leave by 7:00pm’’

Kome went in and laid on her bed to sleep. She woke up at five and watched some programmes on television. She prepared and came out just before seven. She waited at the reception for John. He arrived some minutes past seven and apologized as soon as he got to her.

‘’ You are looking beautiful’’ he commented with a smile.

‘’ You are not looking bad either’’

They fitted the ideal couple despite the difference in their heights. Kome wore a knee length chiffon gown while John wore a jean and a polo with a leather sandal. They got to the garage and John led her to a Toyota Camry.

‘’ This is our car for the night’’ he said.

Kome took the front passenger seat and they left immediately. Traffic was heavy despite the gradual descent of the dark. Kome looked on with interest. They drove to a high class restaurant where they ordered a meal of Eba and Egusi soup. They ate for a while amidst silence.

‘’ I hope you have enjoyed this trip?’ John asked.

‘’ Yes’’ she nodded.

‘’ This restaurant makes me feel nostalgic’’ John said.

‘’ Really, what memories do you have?’ Kome asked.

‘’ Plenty but the most poignant is the one with my ex’’ he said.

Kome smiled. He had a condescending tone which showed he missed her.

‘’ I am divorced’’ he said.

It was a huge and surprising news. She felt John was more than capable of holding unto a lady. John noticed her slight discomfort and stopped talking. He settled the bill and they left.

‘’ I hope you like dancing?’ he asked.

‘’ To an extent, why do you ask?’

‘’ We need to have some little fun’’

They drove into the compound of a small and beautiful bar. They got down together and Kome waited for him to come around. He led the way as they walked into the bar. Soft tunes from a combination of different musical instruments welcomed them. John led her to a table just on the second row very close to where the music band had set up. There were other people in the bar. All looking radiant and obviously of the rich class. Kome felt comfortable in their midst.

‘’ So what do you want to take?’ John asked almost shouting.

‘’ A bottle of malt will do’’ she replied.

John grinned at her request.

‘’ I know you are not strong enough to take alcoholic wine, I will prefer you take wine. I think they have got wines with low alcoholic content’’ he suggested.

‘’ Okay’’ Kome replied.

A male attendant came to meet them and John placed an order. It took just two minutes and the attendant was back with a fruit wine and two tumblers. He opened the wine and poured little of its content into both tumblers. John took his and started drinking from his. A young lady climbed the small stage where the music instruments had been set-up.

‘’ Good evening ladies and gentlemen’’ the lady said.

A chorused reply from the audience followed.

‘’ I believe we are all enjoying the moment. As we all know, this is Saturday night live. We urge you all to relax as I and my crew entertain you’’

She broke into a highlife song immediately after the introduction. Kome enjoyed listening to the lady’s voice as she sipped from her tumbler. They sat in silence as they drank and listened.

“Let’s dance’’ John said after a while.

Kome was reluctant as she suddenly became aware of the prying eyes of other patrons. John did not give in as he stood up, walked to her and drew her from her seat. They held hands and danced to the music from the band. Soon after, others came up to take the space around them as they danced slowly to the rhythmic music of the band. They danced for quite a long time before they decided to leave for the guest house they had lodged in. They got back just before it was 10:00pm. As usual, they walked into the reception together. Kome was about leaving when John held her hand.

‘’ Thank you, I enjoyed your company’’ John said.

‘’ I too’’ Kome replied.

A little squeeze and John let her hand off his. Kome could barely wait to escape into the world of dreams. She was suddenly afraid of John’s affection for her. Oddly enough, he was a divorcee and this was not the type of past she envisaged for her next significant other. She also feared becoming a mistress considering the fact that John had never said anything in relation to love. This thoughts lulled her into sleep.

The next morning, she was woken up by a knock on the door. She opened it and saw John staring at her. She was wearing a handless white gown.

‘’ Good morning’’ she greeted.

‘’ Good morning, I hope you slept well?’ John asked.

‘’ Yes’’ she replied.

‘’ We will be leaving for the airport by noon’’ he said.

‘’ Okay’’

John hesitated and left. Kome felt different as she sat on the bed. She opened her bible to read and it occurred to her that she was sure to miss church on that day. Ever since her return back to the faith, she had been faithful with her attendance. She stayed indoors for a long time. It was 10:00am by the time she went to the restaurant. John was sitting on the spot they had eaten the previous day and his gaze was on the television. She sat beside him.

‘’ I thought you won’t be out until it’s time for us to leave’’

‘’ I had to put some things in order’’

‘’ Never mind, we will leave as soon as you are done’’

She ordered for a meal of jollof rice, fish and a can of water. They left for the airport an hour before noon. The flight left as scheduled and they arrived Warri at 2:00pm. John’s driver was already waiting at the airport to pick them. Kome followed them into town and alighted some streets just before hers. John was disappointed as he would have loved to take her to her house. Kome was not interested in revealing her hideout to a possible hunter. She was not interested in having a relationship with John.

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Two weeks after her return from her trip to Benin, Kome made her first donation to the orphanage. She had gotten the account number from Bridget and made a donation of two hundred naira. She felt it was appropriate considering the fact that they had accepted her own failings.

She also decided to return to church. This decision was reinforced by constant advocacy from Bose. Rachael had also made an effort to get her back into the fold as she was concerned about her spiritual health. She decided to worship at one of the new generation churches on a certain Sunday after much persuasion from her friends and adopted family. The experience was quite different from what she was used to as she had always been a member of the Anglican Church before she quitted. The church had more of youths who were given free reins by the pastor-in-charge. The pastor himself was a young man whose message was quite conversant with the need for people to take charge of their destiny. She enjoyed the service and went home with a new feeling. She hoped her private life would turn on the sunnier side from this moment.

The donations to the orphanage soon became a monthly exercise. The more she thought about Grace, the more her desire to re-establish connection with her only pleasant memory from her past relationships. The thought of her past failures would continue to haunt her and this proved to be a restraint as she refused giving in to any of her admirers. While she tried to run away from such topics, her father was always eager to bring it up. The last time she visited home, he had brought up the topic. She had decided to spend the weekend with her father and he had brought up the topic on their first night together. They were in the sitting-room after they had had their evening prayers.

‘’ Kome, I have an issue that is bothering me’’ Oghale said.

‘’ What is it, ose?’ she asked.

‘’ When will you bring your husband home?’ he asked.

She took in the question quietly and pondered over what suitable reply she could give.

‘’ It is beyond me, ose’’

‘’ I know but you still have a part to play. I believe you have been receiving requests from men’’

‘’ Yes but…’’

‘’ They are not up to standard’’ Oghale interjected.

‘’ No, that is not the issue’’ she protested.

‘’ I hope you understand that it is not the amount of money a man has that should determine if he is eligible. Also I hope you are not being selective just because you are rich’’

‘’ No, I am not just interested in that yet’’ she replied obviously strained by her father’s seeming accusations.

‘’ That is not the right attitude my child, I will advise that you make this a priority’’

Oghale left the sitting-room. Kome sat in the silence brooding over her next move.
That meeting indeed brought about a chasm that only grew wider as the days went by. This made her to stay away from home as she immersed herself in the never ending activities that gave the City its unique flavour. Months led up to years and her donations to the orphanage flowed unceasingly.

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Kome had successfully kept men at bay, so she thought until the arrival of Tamuno John. He had been transferred from the operations at Port Harcourt to head the drilling operations of the Warri division. He was a short, dark and well-built. Their first meeting was at the board room where he was introduced as the new head of the drilling operations of the Shell Warri division. He had a soft but bold voice. It wasn’t a love at first sight but Kome liked him from their first meeting together. After the general introduction, Kome and the business manager, Mr. Kevwe were called to have a personal meeting with John where they discussed how viable the operations of the company had been in the past year. Kome saw a hint of admiration in John’s eyes after she had laid out the details of the gains and losses of the company in the past year. That meeting was the start of a relationship that would transcend beyond business lines.

Two weeks after the meeting at the office, she was on her way out for lunch when she met John at the reception. She flashed a smile immediately.

‘’ Good afternoon sir’’ she greeted.

‘’ Good afternoon Miss Kome’’ he replied.

‘’ Kome is fine by me’’ she said.

‘’ Okay, can I join you for lunch?’ he asked.

‘’ Okay’’ Kome replied barely concealing her surprise.

They walked side by side to the car park and he invited her to go with him. He drove a Range rover sport which Kome regarded with admiration.

‘’ Nice car sir’’ she said.

‘’ Thank you’’ he replied as he turned on the ignition.

Soon they were out and they settled for Sizzlers, a fast food restaurant which was not far from the office. They sat together on a table and scanned through the menu list.

‘’ I hope you don’t mind if I foot the bill?’ John asked.

‘’ Not at all…thank you’’ she said.

‘’ It’s a pleasure’’ he replied.

They placed their orders and food was duly served. They had ordered the same meal, fried rice, chicken and salad with a can of water. They ate in silence for a while before John broke it.

‘’ So how long have you been working with Shell?’ he asked.

‘’ Close to a decade’’ she replied.

‘’ That is a whole lot of time considering the fact that you are looking this young’’

‘’ How about you?’

‘’ Fifteen years already’’

‘’ Not bad either’’

‘’ So do you enjoy the job?’

‘’ Yes, it is a pleasant place to work in’’

‘’ I knew you did say so especially with the financial packages on ground’’

She grinned in reply.

‘’ I have enjoyed working in the company though I still have other interests aside of my work here’’ he said.

‘’ That would include…’’

‘’ You really want to know?’ he asked.

‘’ Yes’’ she replied.

‘’ Okay, I will tell you on one condition’’

‘’ What condition?’

‘’ That you would tell me what kind of a miss are you?’

‘’ Is that all?’

‘’ Yes’’

‘’ Okay, I am a miss who is not in the lookout for a man’’

‘’ Seriously, that is a strange reply’’

‘’ You may say so, so what do you do aside work?’

‘’ Okay, I am a member of a tennis club and also run an NGO that caters to the financial needs of poor indigent students’’

‘’ That is good. I have always thought of some other enterprise to invest my free time in’’

‘’ Okay, the sooner the better. All right the time is far spent, I think it’s time for us to return to business’’

Kome took the last gulp of water and cleaned her mouth with the serviette paper. They were off in a moment. They arrived the company and they got down almost simultaneously.

‘’ I appreciate your company’’ John said as he closed in on her.

‘’ I did also’’ she said.

‘’ I hope we do this again’’

She saw a glint in his eyes but she was hesitant to believe the awkward thoughts that flowed in her mind. She plopped on her settee on her return to her office and did a quick recollection of the minutes she spent with John. She had been too open and suddenly she feared she had let her guard down too soon.

Tamuno John on his part was gradually settling into the work routine at Shell, Warri division. Apart from the average performance recorded so far due to the activities of militants and sea pirates, the operation was going on smoothly. He had visited some of the areas of operations in the short time he has stayed and was quite familiar with the state of things. Although, he was missing the upbeat nature of life in Port Harcourt compared to the slow tempo of life in Warri. While he thought of the work environment, his mind continually strayed to the thought of having Kome as his significant other. He had noticed her right from their first meeting together and gradually his admiration of her abilities had strayed beyond business into the realm of pleasure. After their outing at the restaurant, he knew he was in love with her but he was not willing to go that route yet. He was content with enjoying the single life for now.

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Kome sat staring at the mirror and smiled at the feeling that coursed through her being. It was a Saturday morning and she had just had her bath. She was gradually getting things in order and life was gradually opening up its treasures to her. She was already reaping the benefit of the changes she had undergone and this was pleasant to her. Also she was gradually coming to terms with her past and all she thought of were the lessons she could implement in the present. Suddenly her thought switched to the monthly contributions she made to the orphanage which was directly linked to the fact that her daughter was there. She was gradually warming up to the idea of having her daughter back. While she was content in the past to have her trained by some capable hands, the need to take her back had become an obsession. She struggled with the thought initially but she knew she could handle the duties of a parent. She also needed companion. She picked her phone and placed a call to Bose.

‘’ Good morning ma’’ she greeted.

‘’ Good morning Kome’’ Bose replied.

‘’ I am sorry for disturbing you’’ she said.

‘’ It’s no problem dear’’

‘’ Ma, I have been thinking of the possibility of getting my daughter back’’ she said.

‘’ Are you sure about this decision?’

‘’ Yes ma’’

‘’ So when do you want to start the process?’

‘’ Unfortunately I am almost lost on how to start’’

‘’ Okay, let me make preliminary investigation. I will get back to you’’

‘’ Ma, I am so grateful’’

The line went dead and she punched the air in delight. She could finally start imagining the possibility of having her daughter grow under her roof. She knew Grace must have grown more than the last time she saw her but she was content with the image of that little sports girl she met the last time.

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Kome decided to visit Bose two weeks into a month leave from Shell. She had contacted her and Bose had urged her to prepare to pack some extra clothes as she would want her to stay beyond a day. Kome had acquiesced. She drove to Benin and arrived just before the close of work. Bose had instructed her to drive straight to the house and wait. She arrived just before 5:00pm and waited in her car. The environment was still in good shape but the years had rubbed it of its flourish. She suddenly recognized the fact that she had not been here since a decade. She engaged her memories and smiled at those moments she had spent there.
Bose car drove into the garage at this time. Kome got down from hers and walked to where she had parked her car. Bose alighted and closed the door. Kome examined her from the little distance that separated them. She had grown with age though she was looking radiant, little specks of grey eye were visible at the undergrowth of her long hair. She was looking healthy but had become slow in movement.

‘’ Good evening ma’’ Kome greeted.

‘’ Good evening, how are you?’ she asked.
‘’ Fine ma’’ she replied.

Kome followed behind with a small bag containing her clothes and other needed materials. Bose opened the door and they walked in. The sitting room was dark and hot. She joined Bose as they hung the curtains and opened the sliding glasses. The little moment of silence was quite suffocating for Kome. She respected Bose as much as she would respect her mother and this made her dread her unspoken words.

‘’ What should I offer you?’ she asked.

‘’ Ma…’’ she stammered.

‘’ What do you want to take to ease the travel stress?” she asked.

‘’ Water will do’’ she said.

Bose left for the kitchen and returned soon after with a can of water and a tumbler. Kome took the items, poured water into the tumbler and drank from it. Bose left the sitting room at this point.

‘’ Come let me show you to your room’’ Bose said on her return.

The room was beside Bose’s and Kome reckoned that it must be the girls’ room. The door looked quiet and shorn of any form of human activity. It must have been locked for a while. She didn’t give thought to where the other had gone to as she felt Franca must have moved out.

‘’ Please excuse me, I have to prepare something in the kitchen. Just relax’’ Bose said.

She departed and Kome took a second look at the room. She climbed on the family sized bed and relaxed into its cold touch. She slept a little before she heard her phone beep. She checked it and found out that it was a text message. She stood up, took her clothes off and changed into a handless top and a short. She went to the kitchen and found Bose stirring a pot of soup.
‘’ Oh, you are up’’ she said.

‘’ Yes ma’’

‘’ I am almost done, just wait in the sitting room’’

Kome left immediately. A form of suspense kept on troubling her mind. She knew Bose had so much to tell her. She did not wait for long as Bose came into the sitting-room after ten minutes.

‘’ I prepared Eba and soup, I hope you will like it?’ she asked.

‘’ Yes ma’’ she grinned.

The table was set and they ate from their individual plates. Bose had prepared Egusi soup mixed with fish and meat. The meal was as sweet as the aroma that hung on the air. Kome totally enjoyed the meal. Once they were done, Bose brought a rechargeable lamp and placed it on the table in the sitting-room.

‘’ It is just unfortunate that there is no light, and the generator is bad. We will have to make use of this’’

‘’ Okay ma’’

‘’ I must say you are looking beautiful’’ Bose said with a slight smile.

‘’ Oh…thank you ma’’

‘’ So what has happened so far, I only know about my daughter meeting you at your place of work’’

‘’ That’s right ma’’ she replied ‘’ I know you must be angry at my way of leaving and the fact that I kept away all these years’’

‘’ Sure, I know you made some legitimate points in your letter but what happened after your youth service?’ Bose asked.

‘’ Ma, I feared becoming a burden to you’’

‘’ That is what you must have thought then but now, you are working in a good company’’

Kome felt uncomfortable with the direction the discussion was heading.

‘’ How about your baby?’

The question sounded more like an accusation rather than an enquiry.

‘’ There isn’t much to say in that respect’’

Kome replied with her head bowed.
Bose was sitting just across and she felt her haunting looks.

‘’ I understand it was not easy for you to carry the burden alone that was why I tried to support you. You shouldn’t be ashamed of your past actions though I know you must have learnt some lessons’’

‘’ Yes ma’’ she nodded.

‘’ So how is little Grace doing?’

Bose was persistent and Kome felt insecure and worried.

‘’ I gave her away’’ she said.

‘’ Kome, that was bad’’ Bose chided.

‘’ I had nowhere to go and she was becoming a burden’’ she was at the point of tears.

She felt bitter as she remembered the thoughts that made her take the decision. The memories of the heartbreak she had suffered at the hands of Eric and Paul came back in a flash. She realized her professional success had done little to shield her from the effect of her past mistakes.

‘’ I understand it must have been difficult. I thought I had done enough to earn your trust’’ Bose said in a comforting tone.

‘’ It is okay ma’’ she cleaned the tears that had appeared at the corner of her eyes.

‘’ Now you are doing well professionally, what are your thoughts then or is there anything you are hiding?’ Bose asked.

‘’ No ma, nothing’’ she replied.

Bose relaxed a little and allowed some moment of silence. Kome breathed a sigh of relief and felt like a burden had been lifted off her.

‘’ Let’s pray, I think it is time we rested for the day’’ Bose said after a while.

Bose led the prayers as Kome mumbled replies. Once they were done, Bose quickly drew her into a hug.

‘’ I am happy to see you. Thanks for honouring my invitation’’ she said.

Kome could barely say anything in reply but she felt rejuvenated. Kome had a long night of contemplation. She slept early the next morning as she battled with the nagging feeling of betrayal that had defined her past relationships. Her discussion with Bose bore close similarities between a mother and a daughter. While she had difficulty keeping up with her questions, she realized the fact that she had been operating on a thin layer of security. She had not yet resolved those haunting issues of the past. The next morning she was woken up by nurse Bose around 6:00am. Bose asked her to lead the prayers and this she did with some little struggle.

‘’ Ma, I gave my baby away to an orphanage in this city’’ she said after they had finished praying.

‘’ What is the name of the orphanage?’ Bose asked.

‘’ Mother Theresa home’’ she replied.

‘’ That is a well-known orphanage. It is not far from the hospital, will you want to go there?’ she asked.

Kome could scarcely believe the request as she looked at Bose in shock. Bose got the message but this did not deter her.

‘’ You should think about it’’

Bose stood up and left the sitting-room. An hour after, Bose was set to leave for work. She had dressed up in her immaculate matron uniform. Kome had helped to fry egg and make beverage for breakfast. Once Bose had eaten, she stood up to leave.

‘’ I will be free sometime in the afternoon. I am expecting your call’’

‘’ Okay ma’’

She left and Kome remained seated for a while. Though, she had always thought of the possibility of seeing her daughter but at the moment, it looked too soon. The thought of possible rejection remained an ever reoccurring thought in her mind as she struggled to keep her thoughts at bay all through the morning. Afternoon came sooner to her relief and she placed a call to Bose just past 1:00pm.

‘’ How are you?’ Bose asked.

‘’ I am fine ma’’ she replied.

‘’ So what have you decided?’

‘’ Ma, it’s a difficult proposition. How do I face her?’

‘’ It isn’t as difficult as your fears, whereas visitors do go in from time to time. We are just going to pay her a visit’’

‘’ Okay ma, I will be on my way to the hospital’’

Kome felt relieved as she weighed the wisdom in Bose’s last statement. She hit the road obviously free from the gloom that have assailed her mind of recent.
Bose was out in the car park waiting for Kome when she drove in. She waved at her to stay in the car while she walked to meet her. She took the front passenger seat and asked Kome to drive to the orphanage. Kome had lost track of the way and Bose helped to describe the way for her. The gate of the orphanage was opened immediately Kome horned and they drove into the compound of the Mother Theresa home for children. Aside from the one story building that was sited at the right, the compound had a small garden whose green grass sparkled under the blazing sun.
They were received at the front of the building by a lady. The lady was quite young and spoke slowly.

‘’ Good afternoon ma’’ she greeted Bose.

‘’ Good afternoon’’ Bose replied.

‘’ Are you first time visitors?’ she asked.

‘’ No, I have been here before but for this lady, it’s her first time’’ Bose replied.

‘’ You are welcome ma’’ the lady greeted as she shook Kome.

‘’ We will like to see the kids’’ Bose said.

‘’ They are having lunch. Why don’t you come in and meet the mother in charge’’ the lady said.

She led the way inside the house. The lobby was quite big and the office of the mother was just around the corner of the entry point. The lady knocked on the door and she opened at the command of a bold feminine voice. She was gone for a little more than a minute before she led Bose and Kome into the office. The office was fairly large. The mother was seated facing the door, an average sized table that had files and books on it were facing the door. The mother had an average height, wearing her white nun uniform regally and with a look that showed wisdom and age.

‘’ Good afternoon’’ she greeted cheerfully.

‘’ Good afternoon ma’’ Bose and Kome greeted.

The mother was standing by this time.

‘’ It is a great pleasure to have you visit us today. It is not often we get what I may describe as a lone visit’’ she smiled at the end ‘’ my name is Bridget’’

‘’ I am Bose, a nurse from the central hospital’’ Bose said.

‘’ I am Kome’’

‘’ Okay good to meet you, have your seat’’

They sat on the two chairs facing the mother’s table.

‘’ Little have been said about your visit but I am not I a haste to know though’’

‘’ Okay, I am my friend here desire to know about this place. We just want to see the kids in your care’’ Bose said.

‘’ Okay, that is not a difficult request. I may just give you an opportunity to address them before they go to their rooms for siesta’’

‘’ That is a good idea’’ Bose said.

Kome was not open to the idea but there was little she could do to retract Bose’s acquiescence.

‘’ Please excuse me then’’

Bridget left the office for some few minutes.
‘’ I am not comfortable with the idea of addressing the kids’’ Kome said.

‘’ I know you won’t, I will be the one to do it’’ Bose said.

Bridget returned soon after and asked them to follow her. They climbed the stairs and walked into the first room in the first floor. The room was almost devoid of noise except for the cries of babies. They were welcomed and confronted by the eyes of children whose ages could range from as low of three to eighteen years.

‘’ Good afternoon children, we have some friends who have come to visit’’ Bridget announced.

A cheerful noise followed the announcement. Bridget turned to smile at Bose who was standing beside her. Bose took the cue immediately.

‘’ I am Bose and this is my friend Kome’’ she said.

Kome waved and smiled in reply.

‘’ I and my friend have decided to come and see how you are faring…’’

Bose would continue with her speech while Kome took to looking from one kid to another. She somehow believed that she would recognize her daughter among them. She searched in vain for a form of resemblance among the girls. She must have been lost in this when Bose touched her lightly.

‘’ I am done’’

Kome looked at her in disappointment. Bose understood but she turned away immediately. Kome followed behind and they walked downstairs. Bridget led them into her office immediately they got downstairs.

‘’ Ma, I must appreciate you and your friend for coming’’ Bridget said with a smile.

‘’ Thank you for giving us the opportunity’’ Bose said and added ‘’ no need to delay, I think we should leave now’’

‘’ Okay’’

Bridget stood up and shook their hands. She led them out of the office and just then, a little girl walked in. She was dark and her hair was weaved. She was dressed in her school uniform, a pink gown.

‘’ Grace’’ Bridget called.

‘’ Good afternoon ma’’ a soft and light voice.

‘’ What happened?’ Bridget asked.

‘’ Ma, the games master asked us to wait in preparation for the interschool sports meet’’ she said.

‘’ These are visitors from town’’ Bridget said as she introduced them.

‘’ Good afternoon ma’’ she greeted turning to Bose and Kome.

The face appeared clearly to Kome. She had a thin face, pointed noise and thin lips. She was beautiful despite the sweat that had darkened her face. She left immediately.

‘’ So you can see that our responsibility to these kids is a huge task’’ Bridget said.

They were walking out of the building. Bridget followed them to the car park.

‘’ I really appreciate you people for coming’’ Bridget said.

‘’ Thank you ma for hosting us’’ Bose replied.

‘’ So Kome, what do you do?’ Bridget asked.

‘’ I am the assistant business manager at Shell’’ Kome said.

‘’ That is good’’ Bridget said.

‘’ Ma, can I have your number?’ Kome asked.

‘’ Sure’’

Bridget called out the number as Kome dialed it on her phone.

‘’ Please, manage this token’’

Bose took the woman’s hand and placed some money into it.

‘’ I appreciate you on behalf of this children’’ Bridget replied.

Kome had taken the driver’s seat while Bose took the front passenger’s seat. Bridget watched as they drove out of the compound. They were silent for a while as they drove through the quiet street that led to the orphanage.

‘’ Thank you ma’’ Kome said.

‘’ You are welcome. So how are you feeling?’ Bose asked.

‘’ Good…I think Grace is my child’’ Kome said.

‘’ Okay’’

‘’ I don’t just know how I am going to do this’’ Kome said weakly.

Bose rubbed lightly on her shoulder as a means to ease her anxiety.

‘’ You don’t have to worry, time will help’’

They relapsed into silence as they drove through the busy traffic. They arrived at the hospital two hours after they had left and Bose urged Kome to go home. She walked into the hospital while Kome drove out of the compound. Kome could not keep the thoughts of little Grace away as she drove towards the home of Bose. She felt a bit elated though to find her daughter in good condition and also the fact that she was growing up in a nice environment. She however felt ungrateful as she had barely contributed to the well-being of the child beyond the three months she spent with her after conception. Thoughts in this vein would keep springing up on her as she strolled round the large estate where Bose’s house is located. She enjoyed watching the kids who were outdoors playing one game or the other. She also met some adults especially couples who were either taking a stroll or going out. She would cherish this visit in years to come as it gave her a direction that would release her from the limited space she was operating in.
She returned home from her stroll and found Bose’s car parked beside hers in the park. She walked to the door and opened it. A soft gospel music was playing from the television in the sitting-room and she saw Bose seated examining some papers on the center table.

‘’ Good evening ma’’ she greeted.

‘’ Kome, where have you been?’ Bose asked with a tone of concern.

‘’ I decided to take a stroll’’ Kome replied.

‘’ That is good, so how are you feeling?’

‘’ I am fine. I guess I am happy to have seen my daughter’’

‘’ I knew it was no harm going to see your daughter’’

‘’ Ma, I will be leaving tomorrow’’

‘’ Okay…sit let’s talk since you will be leaving’’

She sat down facing Bose who was sitting on the couch.

‘’ I hope you are enjoying your job?’ Bose asked with a smile.

‘’ Yes, it is a good job though it can be restrictive sometimes’’ Kome replied.

‘’ Why don’t you tell me more’’

They talked so long into the night except for a brief interruption to prepare the evening meal. Thoughts and dreams were shared and Kome was glad to receive deep insights from Bose. They went to bed before it was 11:00pm. The next morning, both were up early as they prepared for the day’s activities. Bose waited to send Kome off as they embraced heartily and shared some last wishes. Kome left Benin for the city of Warri with new ideas waiting to come to life

Evans407:
Nice piece of art sir. You are truly good. I've been following you since 'Day One', but then, won't you finish this story up??
You keep on posting short episodes, and with a frequency, am sure you have the story somewhere already written up. Am not saying you shouldnt cut your story into episodes but baba, they are too short. Instead, make them long, atleast let some maximum satisfaction be derived. Thanks.

Alright bro, thanks for following. I will try to heed your advice.

Glitters and Rust

Kome earned her rewards at the Shell Oil Company due to her enterprising effort and this ensured that she rose through the ranks rapidly as the years rolled on. She was rich hence could afford much of her wants. She paid regular visits to her father and also ensured that he was well taken care of. Despite this, she nursed a broken heart as a result of her ill-luck at past romantic relationships. This proved to be the only need she could not solve. She got admirers here and there but was unwilling as her trust in men had eroded. She had hope instead of faith and this kept her going. Kome would gradually become a high society lady as she frequented birthday parties and all other social gatherings. She also travelled to other fun spots in the world on vacations and also on official duties.

In as much as she had these numerous distractions, the hollow year in Benin still kept on plaguing her mind. She knew she had some issues to take care of but she was reluctant to confront them. She tried as much to console herself that all was in the past but the lonelier she became, the more she craved the companionship of friends. Rachael was not far off as she lived in the city with her husband. Also her cousins, Efe and Fegor became a constant in her life. The thought of her short but significant meeting with Nurse Bose became a major area of concern. She felt she had not treated the lady’s open expression of friendship well even though she feared she could eventually become an unbearable burden for her. The thought of her daughter was the major sore point in her life. She missed her even though they had just a few months together and the thought of taking her back gradually grew into an obsession. While she flourished at her job, her inner feelings were threatening to make her private life messy. Kome trudged on through life as the years went by. She gradually grew a thick skin as time went on and life’s goodies became readily available.
In her resolve to keep her life under cover, she would eventually confront the past in a rather awkward way. It was exactly seven years into her job at Shell when she met Franca, Bose’s daughter. At this time, she was an assistant manager at the Warri office of the multinational company. The company had recently contracted a laboratory to carry out environmental assessment of the result of its drilling activities in the riverine communities of Warri.

The group was led by Lucas, a formidable chemist with extensive experience in the study of ecology. He was in his early forties and his company, Fortis globe had carried out the research over a period of two months. He had in his company three others, two males and a female. The meeting was held in the board room and the presentation began in earnest. The lady must have done a quick survey of the room when she saw Kome. She quickly recognized her and this made her to keep her gaze on Kome as the presentation went on. Kome would not discover this intrusion until mid-way through the presentation. She suddenly became confused as she had difficulty in recognizing the dark oval shaped face staring like her.

Once the presentation was over, the chairman promised that there would an instant response to the report and they would ensure to clean the environment of the recent spillage that happened there. After some little discussion the chairman ended the meeting and left the room. Kome was leaving the board room when she saw the lady coming towards her. She took in a breath and prepared for whatever that would be thrown at her.

‘’ Good morning ma’’ the lady greeted.

‘’ Good morning’’ she replied.

‘’ I am sorry for staring at you but I think I know you’’ she said.

Kome heaved a sigh of relief but did reply.

‘’ Are you not Kome?’ she asked.

‘’ Yes, I am’’ she replied.

‘’ Good, may be you don’t recognize me but I do recognize you. I am Franca, nurse Bose’s daughter’’ she said.

Kome suddenly felt anxious as she struggled to repress her shame at being discovered.

‘’ Oh, I am sorry. How are you?’ she asked.

‘’ I am fine’’ Franca replied.

‘’ How is your mother?’ Kome asked.

‘’ She is fine’’ she replied.

Just at that moment, Franca was called by one of the men she had come along with.

‘’ Ma, I have to go but my mother will like to see you’’ she said hurriedly.

‘’ Here, have my card’’

Kome gave her a card bearing her phone number. Franca received it gladly and waved as she hurried off. Kome could hardly believe the rapid exchange that had just taken place. She felt like her defense had been breached as she walked back to her office.

On a quiet evening in her posh two bedroom flat, Kome received a call from an unknown number. She was skeptical about the caller identity but she went on to pick it.

‘’ Hello’’ she said.

‘’ Hello, Kome’’ a quiet and soft voice said.

It was unmistakable, she knew it was Nurse Bose.

‘’ Good evening ma’’ she greeted.

‘’ Good evening my dear’’ a short pause ‘’ How are you’’

‘’ I am fine’’ she replied.

‘’ My daughter gave me your number’’ she said.

‘’ Okay’’ Kome replied.

‘’ So what has happened to you since you left?’ she asked.

Kome could barely provide any answers as she struggled to fan away her guilt.

‘’ Ma, I am sorry for leaving the way I did. Can I come and see you?’ she asked.

‘’ Yes, I still live at the same place but may move out as soon as I am retired’’

‘’ Okay, I hope to see you soon’’ Kome said.

She was breathing rather fast and felt happy as Bose’s voice went quiet on her phone. She dropped her phone on the bed and rested her head on a pillow. She reckoned that the past was not far away, it was lying down waiting for a moment to spring on her.

Service year went on without much of a fanfare. Her duties at the bank kept increasing as time went on. It was a reward for her wonderful job as the manager told her. She thought of Paul in her spare time. They were indeed a true representation of the promise the scheme held for the country. Time went on without as much as a backward glance. Kome would not be able to have a repeat visit as it suddenly became impossible for her to visit due to some unwelcome circumstances.

They would eventually meet on the day of passing out. It was September 4th, 2000. The camp was in boisterous mood. Much chattering rented the air as friends who had long seen each other came together to fill in with details of their work and community experience. The parade ground was the site of these meetings as the corps members waited for the arrival of the governor. The commissioner for youth came instead and gave the closing speech, giving sumptuous praise to the batch as they had done well. Once the parade was over, everyone rushed to get their certificate. The venue was rowdy even as the officials struggled to bring order to the gathering. Kome had Biola as company all day while she strained to get Paul out of the crowd. She had successfully taken her certificate and was looking at it when she felt the presence of a male colleague. She turned to see Paul with hands wide open, she embraced him in happily.

‘’ I have been looking for you’’ she said.

‘’ I was at the other line and I saw you in front. How are you?’ he asked.

‘’ I am fine’’ she replied excitedly.

‘’ Congratulations’’ he said.

‘’ Same to you’’ she replied’ I’d like you to attend a party we have organized to celebrate this achievement’’

‘’ I can’t, I need to go home as soon as possible. I got some issues to catch up with’’ he said with a bland look.

‘’ So, you are just going to leave like that. Okay, but why don’t you give me your house or postal address?’ she asked.

‘’ What for?’ he asked.

It was a reply that revealed the coldness that had clouded his face while they stood in the blazing sun.

‘’ Come on, this may just be the last time we might meet. How do we keep in touch?’ she asked.

‘’ There is no need for that. I think its best we forget what we have had in the past’’

He pushed her lightly and left without offering any other word to douse the pain his statement had left on Kome. Kome stood watching his back as he edged forward. It was a sad way to cut their short but exciting relationship. If this was what Kome felt, it would have been better. Her heart was shattered, she had poured more of her heart into the relationship than she had thought. This would make her slip into depression in subsequent days.

Kome would have remained in Ife if she was interested in working with Oceanic bank. Instead, she left with the manager’s approval and a recommendation letter from his office. She was bent on working in Warri, one of her dream places. It was a complete opposite to the kind of life people led in Oleh, her hometown. She had decided on a line of action that would ensure she get a job as soon as possible. She had only had one correspondence with Rachael in the service year and she was eager to see her.

Kome travelled to Warri a week after she had left the Nysc scheme. She arrived at her aunty’s place on Okumagba Avenue on a hot Friday afternoon. She knocked and the door was opened by Michael.

‘’ Good afternoon aunty’’ Michael greeted.

She smiled and replied his greeting. She had three bags with her. Michael took one while she carried two. Michael informed her that her aunty was not in but her daughters were at home. She had not met them until that moment and she was a little bit uneasy. She sat down in the quiet and hot sitting-room. She would have loved to go in to rest but Michael’s revelation had caused her to remain rooted to the spot. After about thirty minutes, a young lady, tall, beautiful and regal in her bearing walked into the sitting room. She wore a loose gown that was just above her knees.

‘’ Good afternoon’’ Kome greeted.

‘’ Good afternoon, are you the cousin Michael talked about?’ she asked.

‘’ Yes’’ she replied.

‘’ Okay, mummy travelled but will be back today. My name is Ese’’ she said.

‘’ I am Kome’’ she replied.

‘’ Are those your bags?’ she asked.

‘’ Yes’’

She walked forward and took one of them and urged Kome to follow her. Kome carried her two remaining bags and followed her past the door of the sitting room. She took Kome to the guest room. Kome recognized the room immediately she entered, it was where she had stayed during her last visit. She had not sat for long when she saw a younger lady enter. She was of average height, bearing a striking resemblance to Ese and walked slowly.

‘’ My name is Fegor, I was told you are a cousin’’ she said hurriedly.

‘’ Yes, I am Kome’’ she said.

‘’ How come I haven’t met you’’

Kome felt welcome in her presence as she could see genuine excitement in her big bright eyes.

‘’ I was here last year and your mom told me you were in school. My mother is your mother’s sister’’ she said.

‘’ Yes, Aunt Beatrice’’

She felt the strain in Fegor’s voice. It was her little way of agonizing over a death that had happened so long in time.

‘’ So what course are you studying?’ Kome asked.

‘’ English’’ she replied curtly and added’’ why don’t you come to our room’’

Kome smiled in a bid to express her uneasiness but Fegor drew her up from the bed. She took her to their room which was the close to the guest room. Ese was sitting on the bed while reading a book when they entered. Kome took a quick survey of the room before she sat down on the chair in the room. The room had only the essentials such as a wardrobe by the wall, a family sized bed which the sisters share and a table and chair that was almost close by.

Fegor did not waste time in bringing up a topic to discuss and they hit off from there. This was the beginning of an alliance with the two daughters of her mother’s sister. Ese and Fegor made a pretty pair of sisters as they complemented each other though Ese was the eldest. Ese is a medical student at the state university. They chatted until the return of the hostess, Kome’s aunty. She was happy to see Kome and she chided her for not sending any message since they last saw each other. Kome was happy to have such a family hence she settled easily.

Unfortunately, the girls were gone after a week as a result of the beginning of a new academic session. Kome had begun to search for a job at this time. With the help of her uncle, Mr Aghogho, she applied for the position of a business intern at the Shell multinational oil company. After a successful interview she clinched the position and such was the start of a successful professional life.

OluwabuqqyYOLO:
I think it doesn't work just two or three months after giving birth, definitely.

You might not agree but such things like this can happen. Sometimes we seek comfort from those things that may be deemed stupid.

Copyright by Okoribe Aruakpo

This piece is fictional.


Paul could not get enough of the book he was holding. He had finally received a copy of his recently published manuscript that had been hidden away for years. Also, to add gloss to his breakthrough in the publishing world, he was set to be interviewed by Abasa, a renowned journalist who does book review for The Fright, a national newspaper. He had prepared himself for the visit of this very important personality. Though he had tried to discourage Abasa from coming into his humble dwelling, he had been insistent. He took a look at the modest features of his room. He lived in a single room apartment that is fairly largely enough to contain a family-sized bed, a table and a chair for his studies and some other household items which were neatly arranged close to the wall adjoining the door. He could readily attest to the fact that his HP laptop was the most valuable property in the room. There was little in his world that excites him as much as the numerous scribbles that made the Microsoft office application in his computer a junk yard.

Abasa arrived just before it was 10:00am. Paul had a problem recognizing or placing the six-foot, dark skinned and quite muscular man that stood at the door. The man was indeed the person he was expecting but it was quite a distance from the personality he had imagined or thought of all along. Paul was little above six foot, had a chocolate skin that had almost darkened as a result of poor living condition. Abasa sat on the chair while Paul sat on the bed. Paul could only smile at the uneven and informal manner the interview was going to be conducted.

Abasa on his part loved the setting. He had always loved that air of superiority that exists between him and the first time published authors he had interviewed. He knew the influence he wields in the society and this has always being his trump card. He set the interview in motion once he felt comfortable. It was a thing of note that his latest recruit was stuck in a ghetto. He felt at ease envisaging the fact that this was going to be easier than he first thought.

‘’ So can we meet you?’ he had his Iphone out to the face of Paul.

The Iphone was his only trusted and reliable instrument for recording interviews conducted by him. He hated carrying bogus instruments hence the sleek and slim nature of the recently released Iphone 7s had won him over. Paul was clearly awed by the appearance of this phone that had dominated the airwaves since its release. He smiled at the thought of receiving two very important visitors into his abode.

‘’ My name is Paul Aburome’’ he said.

‘’ Mr. Aburome, what informed your decision to be a writer?’

‘’ I get inspired by the thoughts of stringing words together to explain a social phenomenon or event from my own point of view’’

A slight grin appeared on the face of Abasa. It had always been similar words appearing in the thoughts of this ambitious first time writers.

‘’ So how do you get inspiration?’ Abasa asked.

‘’Chiefly through observation. I am inclined into new waves of thought by the mere act of seeing people walking past, the ever changing face of the weather and the general socio-economic trend of the society’’

‘’ Brilliant thought I must say. It therefore means that your muse is generally informed by human beings’’

‘’ Yes, they are the chief materials and sometimes I just tend to wonder into that metaphysical realm to revel or possibly extricate solutions that could reduce our challenges or make them null and void’’

‘’ That is indeed brilliant’’

‘’ Thank you sir’’

Abasa turned off the recorder at this point. His countenance suddenly turned into a grave expression.
‘’ Mr. Aburome’’

‘’ Sir’’

‘’ Have you heard of the central seal of the inner sanctum?’

‘’ No Sir’’

‘’ I am the physical representation of that powerful organization. We control the activities and the thoughts of men. Our influence is beyond the physical and spiritual limitations of this world’’

Paul nodded at the new insight the man was feeding him.

‘’ You should know by now that my endorsement of any book is the sine qua non for its wide readership and public acceptance. I believe you know the implication of that?’

‘’ Yes sir’’

‘’ You will earn much money than you can ever imagine and your fame is assured. That also means you could actually move from this place into a much better place’’

‘’ I will appreciate if you assist me sir’’

‘’ There is a problem though?’

‘’ What is it?’

He squats in front of Paul. Paul was uncomfortable but he feared any attempt to turn away would give mixed signal to the unsaid words of the man.

‘’ Your material contains some words that could rattle the public space’’

‘’ That is strange to hear sir. All I have written are just innocent thoughts’’

‘’ Definitely, you are correct if that is how you see it but the inner sanctum don’t like some of the trifle matters you discussed in your book ’’

‘’ Trifle matters you say but I didn’t write the book for the inner sanctum sir’’

‘’ You don’t understand then, the inner sanctum is a protector of the society. If they find a problem, it is either solved or the causative agent perishes along with the problem’’

Paul could barely contain his amusement and this made him burst into laughter. Abasa was unmoved as he kept his focus on him.

‘’ I’d like you to come see something’’ Abasa said after the laughter had subsided.

‘’ What do you want to show me?’

‘’ It’s not within this room, it is out in the streets and I can assure you that it will be an interesting revelation’’

Abasa gave him a moment to think.

‘’ Okay, let’s go’’

Abasa stood up and walked towards the door while Paul followed behind. They came out of the dingy passage that led to Paul’s room into the sharp rays of the rising sun. Paul spotted a Peugeot 406 a little distance from the front of the imposing two storey building he lived in with other numerous tenants. There were people out in the street beside the kiosks that dotted the long sandy patch of Aderomi Street. A farther distance from where the Peugeot was parked, some boys were engaged in a game of football. Abasa led the way to the car and opened the door. He opened the door of the passenger’s seat and asked Paul to enter. The interior was quite a beauty. Beautiful upholstery, a clean dashboard all made the car look squeaky clean and lovely. Paul reckoned that it was either a new car or Abasa was an obsessive owner who was particular about the physical beauty of his car.

‘’ Nice car you have here’’ Paul said.

‘’ Thank you, I am glad you like it’’

Abasa turned on the ignition, did a reverse and soon they were driving towards the makeshift football pitch of some football playing boys. They left the road as soon as they saw the cars and Abasa waved at them, a subtle apology for disrupting their game. He took a turn to the right and drove forward. A tarred road was just ahead and Paul understood where he was headed for. Immediately, they hit the room, Abasa stepped on the accelerator which increased the speed of the car. There was no discussion as they journeyed. Paul took the rare pleasure of enjoying the sight of people moving to different places. He knew one thing about the city, there was no moment of rest as people were ever moving.

After about thirty minutes of driving, Abasa drove into a mall. He brought out his phone and made a call. Paul was silent all through as they waited for the result. Some minutes passed and a young bespectacled man showed up beside the driver’s seat. Abasa opened the door and went out to meet him. They discussed for a short time and Abasa asked Paul to alight. The man regarded Paul with suspicion. Paul was not surprised by the man’s reaction. Ever since Abasa brought up the topic of the Inner Sanctum, he knew he was about to share in a secret whose effect he had not bothered to give thought to. Paul nodded and this seemed to lessen the man’s scrutiny. He walked side by side with Abasa as the man led them towards the garage of the mall.

They passed some car and soon got to the end. Just close to the end was a black board lying on the ground. The man stepped on it and asked Abasa and Paul to join him. Paul hesitated but followed at the urging of Abasa. He kept watch on the man to see what he wanted to do. The man pressed a command on his phone and suddenly the board removed from under them and Paul could only remember a momentary depression down the floor into an under-ground world. Paul saw a slight smile on Abasa who regarded him with empathy as Paul was shaking from the experience. The man opened a door in front of them and suddenly a bright light flashed into the dark passage they had landed in.

‘’ You are welcome to the headquarters of the Inner sanctum aka the Ministry of Books’’

Paul could easily compare the activities that went on in the place to a publishing company. Young men and women worked in front of desktop computers with several books lying in front of them. He was surprised by the sight and considering the fact that they were below floor level. He had so many questions to ask but he knew he would barely get answers to what he wanted. Everything about the place bore an imprint of secrecy. Abasa led him as they did a little tour of the facility and he could easily identify looks of hostility from the workers once their eyes met.

‘’ I hope you like this place?’ Abasa asked almost in a whisper.

‘’ Yes sir’’ Paul replied.

Abasa led him back to the entrance where the man who had brought them in was standing. The man opened the door to the passage and they walked into the dark. He touched on his phone, the floor shook and started ascending. Day-light flooded into the structure. They arrived at the garage within a minute. Abasa shook hands with the man and led Paul as they walked past the cars in the garage. They got to where they had parked and entered the car.

‘’ That is where the events that goes on in this society are decided. The ministry of books is concerned about the intellectual aspect of the workings of our organization’’

‘’ Sir, I don’t think I am interested in doing what you’ve requested’’

‘’ That is a bold statement sir’’

Paul regarded him with a slight fear in his eyes. His statement had a tinge of sarcasm.

‘’ I understand the fact that you want to express your freedom but this is a fight you can’t win. We have a vast network of connections that either build or destroy those we have come in contact with. I chose you because I think you are a brilliant writer’’

‘’ Sir, I am not interested’’

‘’ Okay’’

Abasa turned on the ignition and they drove out of the mall. The journey back home was different as Abasa launched into a monologue.

‘’ The world is a complex place. Different faces, characters, thoughts and desires. It is a complex triangle that has only led to wars and more wars. We live to give order and the society has little or no choice but to walk with our vision. You may not know but your activities are regulated by us’’

He paused.

‘’ Your book is introducing a phase and an age that we are unwilling to launch yet. Hand over the book and you will be blessed with riches that is beyond your imagination. But if you decide not to, you are very much just a figment that could be extinguished at any time. I urge you to think and make a decision’’

Abasa stopped at the main road.

‘’ I believe you can walk the remaining distance’’

‘’ Yes sir’’

Paul was about to open the door when Abasa held him.

‘’ You have been exposed to a secret, you must ensure to keep it. Here is my card, I am expecting a reply from you’’


Paul took the card and alighted. Abasa drove away. Paul stood a while lost on what to do. He knew he had been exposed to a chamber of secret which he must not confess to another. He loved writing but after this meeting he feared the consequence of his ideas. He regarded the card with intense scrutiny, stood for a little while and tore it. He had a cross to bear and he would gladly carry it.

Two months gone and she had heard nothing from Paul. She was desperate to see him but she feared visiting him against his wish. She brought the issue to Biola’s attention who encouraged her to go and visit Paul. On a Saturday, she decided to go and pay Paul a surprise visit. The journey to the town was less than an hour. She was taken by surprise as she looked at the undeveloped state of Ikire. She stood for a while before unfolding the paper that she had copied her destination into. She was headed for Ayedaade grammar school. She motioned to a motorcycle rider and showed him the sheet of paper she was holding. He nodded his head to confirm that he knew it. She immediately sat on the bike and urged him to move. It was quite a long journey as they rode past some narrow tracks in the bush. It was quite a long distance and Kome reckoned that the bus must have dropped her off at the outskirt of the village. They arrived at the front of a building which had been divided into several rooms ostensibly class-rooms. She alighted and paid the motorcycle rider. She trudged on through the path that led to the building and took a side turn around the building. She was greeted by a yawning triangular space which had buildings at each point. She stood a while struggling to come up with a choice when she saw some young boys approaching. She beckoned to them and they came around.

‘’ How are you?’ she asked.

‘’ We are fine ma’’ they chorused.

‘’ I am looking for a corper that teaches in this school’’ she said.

They looked at each other for a short moment before one of them raised his hand.

‘’ Ma, we have two corpers, a male and a female’’ he stuttered.

‘’ Okay, I want to see the male’’ she said.

‘’ Okay ma. Come let’s show you’’ the boy said.

They led her past the classroom at the head of the triangle and soon came upon an open area. She saw him from afar with some boys who were engaged in a game of football. He wore a short that stretched to his knee but had nothing on the upper part of his frame. He had a lean stature, with broad shoulders. She admired him from afar as they covered the distance between them and the boys on the field.

‘’It was definitely going to be a surprise’’ she thought.

They were noticed just before they closed on them. Paul saw her and smiled in approval. She knew immediately that her visit was indeed a pleasant surprise. Paul left the little patch of land and started walking to meet them.

‘’ Good morning’’ Kome greeted.

‘’ Good morning, I must say this is indeed a pleasant surprise’’ he said.

She would have loved to embrace him but for his sweaty and dirty body, she restrained herself. Paul asked her to come with him as they walked around the small pitch. He led her to a building farther down the compound. A cool breeze was blowing and the trees waved luxuriantly in response to the bust of fresh air. She had difficulty with the topography of the land due to its downward and uphill arrangement.

‘’ So how was the journey?’ he asked after a while.

‘’ It was fine. The journey from the outskirt to this place was quite a distance though’’ she said.

‘’ That is just it. It seems I have been sent into a hole. I hardly have any company apart from the indigenes’’ he said with mixed feeling.

He had a wan smile on and she could tell that he was not completely against the idea of having his service here.

‘’ But the place is looking good’’ Kome said.

They had reached the front of a two roomed house. The compound was fairly clean. Paul went on to unlock the padlock.

‘’ Yes, I am enjoying it and the students are giving me an opportunity to unlock my knowledge of Chemistry and Physics. Though they struggle to comprehend sometimes’’

He opened the door and ushered Kome into his house. The room was quite big. It was fairly furnished with a carpet covering the floor, a mattress at the extreme end and a study table with a chair. There were books on the table and the air was quite cool. She took in this sight while Paul moved around searching for an unknown item.

‘’ Sorry, you can have your seat’’ he offered.

She drew the chair from under the table and sat on it. She felt relaxed as she turned her attention to Paul.

‘’ Please, feel at home let me just go and have my bath’’ he said.

He was off and she turned to the books on the table. She took a textbook on chemistry and started going through it. She enjoyed the graphics that was in sufficient display in the book. Her attention must have been captured by the book because she did not feel his absence until his return from the bathroom.

‘’ So how is work?’ he asked.

He sat on the bed and was applying cream to the bare part of his body.

‘’ Work is going well. Though the bank sometimes demand so much from us’’

‘’ I know banks are high pressured environment but I think you are gaining a valuable experience working there’’

‘’ Yes, it has improved my knowledge about building a good business’’

‘’ That is cool’’

He stood up and dropped the cream on the table. Kome eyed his frame and smiled.

‘’ Why are you smiling?’ he asked.

‘’ Nothing’’ she replied with her head bowed.
Paul shrugged to her relief.

‘’ What do I entertain you with?’ he asked.

‘’ Anything or better still, it would be nice to taste your food’’ she replied.

Paul smiled at her sincere wish.

‘’ That makes my work easier. I intend to prepare yam this morning. I just hope it does not take long’’ he said.

He stood up and went outside. He took a tuber of yam from a corner of the room and started cutting it into bits.

‘’ So what is it you like about this place?’ Kome asked.

‘’ It is a very cool place to live in. A touch of near primitive life and so many other attractions that I can’t describe’’ he replied.

Once he was done with peeling the yams, he poured it into a pot of water. He went out of her view to the front of the house where he had a stove. He put the pot on the fire coming out of the stove and returned to the room.

‘’ Seriously, I am indeed surprised at your visit’’ he gushed.

‘’ You abandoned me for these two months’’ she sulked.

‘’ I am sorry. Finances are almost thin’’ he said.

She shook her head as if in agreement. They would go on to discuss several things as Paul went on with the task of preparing the meal. He fried three eggs afterwards garnished with tomatoes and pepper. Once he was done they sat down to eat from the same plate.

‘’ This is nice’’ she said.

He replied with a slight smile. She really enjoyed the meal. Once Paul had taken the plates away, he beckoned on her to come and sit with him on the bed. She obliged and sat facing him. She could feel her heartbeat increase. She had this feeling once and that was for Eric. Paul smiled at her as if to reassure her.

‘’ I will like to kiss you again. I enjoyed the first time’’ he said.

‘’ What are you waiting for’’ she replied with a smile.

Paul drew closer and kissed her. It was slow at first and after a while the tempo increased and they started undressing themselves. Kome could feel her heartbeat racing and was candidly looking forward to the experience. Her first with Eric was like a forced intercourse but she was willing this time. She felt loved once again. They spent some time together in each other arms before she decided to leave. Paul tried to urge her to stay but Kome refused. She left the lodge at exactly 4:00pm for the onward journey out of Ikire. She had enjoyed her meeting with Paul and could not wait to have another of such an exciting experience. Kome regaled Biola with details of her meeting with Paul. She could hardly hide her glee at having a relationship with Paul.

Johnsonibx:
Nice write up sir, may God increase your wisdom.
Really happy about ur ppa Kome

Thank you very much sir.

The decision to travel home appeared as a thought at first as the bus journeyed from Ife to Benin. Kome feared the reaction she might get from her father and this made her rebuff the idea. The thought came back strongly in the night after her arrival in Benin. The fact that she was the only one in Rachael’s room accentuated this feeling. She knew she could not possibly run away from home for too long and the earlier she made a decision to return home, the better it would be for her. She resolved to return home the next day clad in her uniform. She knew she could possibly gloss over the ill-feelings and anxiety of the past with a public show of her service uniform. This would also put the murmurings of those around to rest. Therefore, she arrived in Oleh late that afternoon clad in her youth service uniform. She alighted from the motorcycle and could easily identify with the looks from neighbours. A few came around to greet her even though she could easily see that they had questions that were waiting to be asked. A year was a long time and that was the longest she had stayed away from home.

She reached the front of their house and knocked repeatedly. After receiving no answer, she sat down on a chair in the veranda in order to wait. It was 4:00pm and her father would not be back until an hour time. She turned her attention to her immediate surrounding and tried to identify with the changes that had taken place since she left. After some time, she rested her head on her knees. She had not slept for long when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She raised her head and saw the 5 feet stature of her father. He instinctively drew her up and embraced her. She was surprised by this gesture and she gladly relaxed into the embrace.

‘’ My daughter, I have missed you’’ he said.

She could only sob in return and every of her attempt to speak was delivered in muffled tone. They disengaged, her father went on to open the door and they walked into the house. He was excited to see her in the service uniform but he did not go beyond that. Kome was indifferent to his decision to skip the inquiry of her past year activities. She went into her room and looked at it in its well-arranged but abandoned state. She was certain that no one had been in her room. Despite the separation from her baby, Kome still bore an attachment to her. Every now and then, she still had to clean the breast milk that seeped out. It was a secret even if it was not going to be described as such.

Oghale, Kome’s father had not expected her back even though he had missed his only child. Therefore, when he met her outside his house that evening, he had little to say than to accept her back. The decision not to ask about her past year was a deliberate act not to uncover his past feelings of fear and worries. In fact, he had struggled to locate his daughter since she left without informing him of where she was heading to. He searched as far as he could but he was unable to locate her. His search were mainly restricted to the home of his relations. He knew Kome hardly had any relationship with her mother’s people hence the decision not to search for her in their homes. He had struggled to own up to the fact that he had failed to protect his daughter. He made the Reverend of his church his close confidant at this point. The Reverend urged him to forgive himself and pray for her safe return. Therefore, his joy at meeting her just in front of his house. Also, she came clad in a respectable garb such as the service uniform. He was therefore assured of the fact that she had made progress since she left.

The night was spent in silence as father and daughter enjoyed a sense of peace that had eluded them for the past one year. Despite this, the thought of what had happened to the pregnancy still hung up in the air.

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Kome spent the next one week in Oleh, savouring the cool air of the town and also visited some of her friends. They were all happy to see her and they were curious to know where she had gone since the past year. She could only reply cryptically that she had an important task to take care of in Benin. She was safe in the knowledge that they took her reply seriously. Obviously, it was a taboo to utter the fact that she was a nursing mother.

Once in a while in those moments she spent alone, the thought of her baby kept appearing in her mind. A baby is often referred to as a blessing but her experience had shown that this statement was only applicable to those born in marriage. She struggled with the feeling of betrayal and this tend to put her in a depressed mood. Her feeling of disenchantment and disconnection would only increase as the days led up to a week. She decided against staying more than a week and thus she left as soon as the new week came around.
She arrived Ife in new spirits.

Fractured and frayed

Kome had been posted to a bank where she was to serve as a member of the loan team. Her job entails studying business proposals and accessing viable they were going to be in the long run. She was set to earn a sum of forty thousand naira, a huge sum. Work resumed in earnest on her return to Ife. It was a thrilling first month as she got introduced to the practical aspect of what she had learnt in school. She enjoyed the work of the team as the manager was eager to put them through in areas they were not sure of. She was beginning to wear a genuine smile as life continued on an upward plane. The only missing link was Paul. Biola and her exchanged visits thus they were still quite close. She could not imagine what Paul could be doing. Paul was working in a school as a teacher. Work was fun though and this effectively engaged her attention.

Days went by, weeks into month and Kome relished the freedom that came with the separation from her baby. The news from the school came in at this moment. Her request had been granted and she had been posted to Osun state for her youth service. Rachael had been posted to the nation’s capital, Abuja.

She resigned from her position at the restaurant a week before going for youth service. She arrived in camp early on 27th day of June 2000. It was the first day of registration and she was among those who registered first. She was immediately taken up by the quiet ambience of the expansive ground of the camp. Youths in white shirts and shorts milling around coupled with the military officials were the major symbol that marked the camp apart from familiar daily activities. Settling into the frenetic and boisterous pace of activities was not a big challenge for her. She also enjoyed the sense of anonymity that came with the environment. She got familiar with a young lady of twenty three who was among her many roommates. Her friend was Biola, a Yoruba lady and a graduate from the premier university located in Ibadan. They spent most time in each other’s company.

A week into the camping activity, she would seriously consider giving her heart away. Camp had such a frenetic pace that could be closely associated with youthful zest. Underneath this sense of preparing for national service was a healthy ground for the meeting and formation of love interests. While Kome was content to stay away from the love scene, she could not wish away the fact that she was in need of a male companion. She had been starved of this for too long and therefore her meeting with Paul was a kind of answer to her prayers.
Paul was a member of her platoon and one of those who participated in the match past. Kome was also among them. He approached her after one of their practices.

‘’ How was the practice?’

She turned suddenly to be confronted by the tall, dark and good looking Paul. He had a broad face and she could almost guess rightly that he was from the East.

‘’ It was fine’’ she replied blandly.

‘’ My name is Paul. What is yours?’ he asked.

‘’ Kome’’ she said.

‘’ Ku..me’’ he pronounced slowly.

It was not a familiar name and she knew this all right.

‘’ Which state?’ he asked.

‘’ Delta’’ she replied.

‘’ Good. I am from Imo’’ he said.

They started off from there and as the days went the bond between them grew stronger. Paul was a graduate of geology and always made a point of showing his extensive knowledge of the geography of the country. Kome listened on affectionately and also chipped in her own ideas. She also made her voice heard as she always emphasized the fact that business had great benefits for the society which was a major reason why she decided to study it in school. The friendship was symbiotic in all forms and theirs almost leaned much on debating knowledge than matters of the heart. Her friendship with Biola and Paul coupled with the activities she took part in camp made the experience both thrilling and beautiful. She was finally experiencing the thrills of being a youth. She had barely given no time to the thought of her baby. Safe in the consolation of having given her a secure home, she also added verve to her resolve to situate that experience in the redundant archive of her past. Life promised much and this she was going to enjoy as long as it lasted.

Days went by so fast in the view of some while for others, the days seem to drag on. Kome was among the few who felt the days were quite fast as she had enjoyed every bit of the camp experience despite the regimented life-style of the camp. The camp-fire night was one of the most thrilling part of the activities in the final days of the camp. This was after a grueling endurance trek from the camp site to the city of Ife. The night was a splendid period where love alliances that had been struck in camp were sometimes consummated. Kome and Paul took part in the fun activity of their platoon. They danced and enjoyed the meal that was prepared by members of their platoon. After some time, they went to a place not too far from the bustling and boisterous atmosphere situated around the raging inferno and sat to reminisce over the days they had spent together. The next week would see the rounding up of activities and it was most times a case where couples are separated as a result of being posted to different areas to serve their primary assignment. This fact was not lost on both of them as they sat quietly listening to those unsaid words that threatened to spill from their mouths. As the night faded and the chirps of the bird sounded in the not too distant forest from them, they brought their heads together and shared their first kiss. It was an act that confirmed the fact that they were in love.

The final day of camp arrived. Everybody had that feeling of happiness clearly expressed on their faces and the atmosphere was quite a lively one. The corps members gathered at the parade ground as early as 6:00am and waited with anxiety for the governor to arrive. He was primed to flag off the match past that would lead to the official closure of camp activities. The governor did not arrive until about 10:00am. The speech was done and the match past followed immediately. It was a beautiful parade that was acknowledged by enthusiastic cheers from the spectating corps members.

Immediately the match past disengaged, every one raced down to the front of the secretariat to get their posting letter. This was just the dreary moment that would seal the fate of many. The lucky ones would see themselves and their friends posted to the same place while the unfortunate ones may end up posted to areas that are located at either ends of the state.

Kome and Paul’s fate were mid-way between this as Kome was posted to Ife while Paul was posted to Ikire. Both were neighbouring towns. Biola was also posted to Ife and the fact that her friends were not far apart gladdened Kome’s heart. Her separation from Paul was nevertheless a sober one as she felt threatened by the distance between them. Life after camp was a sharp departure from the three weeks of regimented life-style. Kome and Biola spent the first few nights in the local government designated corps members lodge. Once they were done with registration, they were given permission to travel for a week.

OluwabuqqyYOLO:
Orphanages don't kill kids, do they? At a time, when we have to make choices, it would be good if we knew that accidents do happen even if we took the best decisions. I admire her will.

So much bro... good to have you here. I am eager to get some critical comment if any.

Nice reactions from you guys. Let's just sit back and watch how the story unfold.