Everything had gone south, I was already like a balloon floating in space to a destination unknown. I had managed to find the strength to take a stroll across the road in a bid to find food at Kelechi's house, only to see him in a worse state than I was. He was lying flat on the bed like a busted balloon. We looked at each other knowing full well that the only thing that could save us was a miracle, which never looked like it was going to happen anytime soon. Out of my frustration, I spoke in our normal pidgin English…
Guy, you see that light wey dem say dey at the end of the tunnel so, e be like say dem don truly cut am ooo, because I no dey see am again.
You see that light at the end of the tunnel, looks like someone tampered with it because I can't see it again.
Kelechi:
O men, like this I swear I don tire, e be like say my body dey boil for inside, I no fit even Waka well again, omo we Don really suffer for this life ooo.
Men, I must admit I'm tired, it's as though my body is boiling inside, I can't even walk well again. We have really suffered in life.
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We continued in our lamentations for almost an hour. It was the third day we were going with food, surviving on the little water we had. I decided I would check my phone again hoping I would see a miracle of some sort. Instead, I got a message from my mother that I could not understand at first, and when I finally forced my heart to understand, it was as though I dropped an ake on my foot. The message read…
How are you doing Kelvin, please I need to share a secret with you, let it remain between us until when the time to reveal it is manifested. I know you're going through a lot of stress but it can never be compared to what I'm going through. So please after I tell you everything I want to tell you, you have to promise me you will not get your hands stinked on wrong things. By the grace of God, I've written my will and the major thing written there is that when I'm dead, the children; victory, Caleb, greatness, and Prince should be taken to Mrs tobore ogbolu which is victory's madam.
I thought I could not grow any weaker than I had, but after reading that, strength left me. Confused, devastated, heart-wrecked, and hungry was how I felt. I could not even find the strength to cry and the only thing that could come out of my mouth was lord help me.
