The way you structured this story is quite captivating. It feels like I just watched Aunty Augustina's Movie and could picture your uncle holding on to your 13-year-old hand so you do not leave his sight. lol.😄

Around 5:00 p.m., my dad returned to meet his compound filled with his family members in mourn, and he broke into tears.

Walking back home and being welcomed by such a family gathering is one of the most traumatic experiences one can go through. I hope your dad has recovered swiftly from that, and your brother takes pride in being your late aunt's lucky charm for motherhood!