bimbo left his brother’s house a little more

lightened than he initially was. He dug his

hand into his pocket, feeling the Naira notes

brushing against the back of his hand. He

pushed away the fact that his brother could

do more than this. Surely thirty thousand

Naira was nothing where his brother was,

but he refused to think about that. He was

grateful for the money he was given and

knew that the God that brought this would

bring the remaining. There was that

nagging thought though. This was just

thirty thousand Naira, where was he going

to get the remaining two hundred and

seventy thousand Naira?

bimbo’s tired legs moved methodically by

the side of the road, he barely felt them

beneath him. His feet were sore and achy,

emitting enough heat to roast a chicken.

The sole of his shoe announced the level of

his tracking louder than words but bimbo

couldn’t care less.

A bitter taste eroded his mouth as he

bimbo had

more times

No!

Jamal for what

Jamal for adding to

couldn’t forgive

the cause of his current

couldn’t. That was

a

seen to be contradicting what

preached about?

thought

of another place he

to five people

aside his pride to visit

he go

to ask money from

the days

left,

money back. Yet, IK

in the hospital.

especially now

a very

was needed now more

Dongmo had asked

anything but bimbo couldn’t

someone else took

was his

man more than his inability

help those he love.

blared and

a loud yelp as

the deep gutter

to

the gutter. A

hand almost instantly,

the gutter before he fell

into it.

okay, Sir?” he asked

at bimbo with

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