On 17th April, 2020, my world came crashing down and my heart shattered into a billion pieces. Upon receiving the news of my father’s passing, I immediately felt the most excruciating pain – a pain I would not wish on my worst enemy. My biggest fear in the world had materialised.

He thought about convincing his boss to let him go for the presentation alone but he already knew that it was going to be futile; his boss hated him and everything he said to him sounded like shit in his ears. So what was he going to do? Rush into his house, get the document and rush out. Surely, there was nothing that was going to make Mr. Henry want to enter his house.

She had been in the kitchen for almost five hours and those hours she watched Biola who sat on the bench close the water; she didn’t tell them she was in the neighbourhood neither did she move an inch from the chair. Sometimes she acted hysterically, cried and threw stones viciously at birds close to the clouds as if they were responsible for Salim’s death and Mrs. Adamu watched her carefully through her kitchen window.