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    Episode 1

    I sat at the car crying helplessly,my
    mum had
    just been shot dead by some
    men,my mum and i were on our
    way to her
    friends place,she wanted to
    reveal a secret
    to me.i shaked her lifeless body
    hoping she
    would respond and come back
    to live,my
    dearest mum,i picked up my
    phone and
    dialed my dad’s number,he
    picked it almost
    Me:daddy mum had just been
    Dad:is she dead?
    Me:yes dad please come
    Dad:what?? Dead ke,okay i am on
    way,where are u
    Me:at festac on a lonely road
    covered with
    Dad:what are u saying,is that an
    address or
    Me:dad please just come please
    Dad:anyway i know the place,am
    now…call Chidi,from the
    family of
    mr & mrs Ojo,a wealthy chief,u
    might be
    wondering why am answering
    an igbo
    name,it because my mum is an
    woman.i was born with a silver
    unlike most children,am in my
    early 21 while
    i have a senior brother yomi who
    is 3 years
    older than i am and a junior
    sister Bisola
    who is just 17 years of
    age,myself and Bisola
    seen more closer to my mom
    while Yomi
    was my dad’s pet,his photo copy
    character,anywhere you see my
    dad you
    Must see Yomi,i had always
    wondered what
    business this two has always.
    In no time my dad came into
    view with
    Yemi,i was seating close to
    mum’s remain
    Dad:Chidi,come lets go,your mum
    this upon her self,i warned her to
    stay in
    doors today…i just sat with my
    eyes fixed on
    my mum’s corpse
    Yomi:com’on chidi
    Me:dad why,mum is gone,i can’t
    leave her
    here…he brought out his phone
    from his
    side pocket and made some
    calls,he finally
    called for an ambulance which
    came and
    took mum’s remain away.Yomi
    drove my
    late mum’s car home with me
    seated at the
    front seat with him crying while
    dad’s driver
    drove after us.
    On getting home i met Bisola,she
    was back
    from school,she saw me crying
    and rushed
    to me
    Bisola:chi,what’s wrong
    Me:mum is dead
    Bisola:how,where,when,what do
    mean,explain please
    Me: (confused,not knowing what
    to answer first) she was shot by
    unknown men
    Bisola:nooooo,it cant be,tell me it
    a lie…she
    fell to the ground wiping,Yomi
    just stood
    watching us,i could see regrets
    writen all
    over him.i never expected him to
    because he had a stone heart like
    my dad.i
    heard bisola,trying to console her
    in my own
    I lied in my bed trying to
    remember what
    mum was telling me before the
    known men
    blocked our way and killed her,
    Mum:my husband your dad and
    his son
    yomi are..(she paused and
    shaked her head
    as tears welled her eyes)
    Me:are what mummy,is it about
    them always
    being together?
    Mum:when we get home,remind
    my to give
    u the disk i kept under my
    bed….oh under
    mum’s bed,i stood up,ran to
    mum’s room
    but to my surprise dad has
    locked it up,he
    met me there trying to open the
    Dad:chidi cant u see the door is
    Me:sorry dad
    Dad:what are you looking for in
    your mum’s
    Me:i feel she’s there dad (i lied)
    Dad:your mum is dad and gone u
    wnt ever
    see her again,just get over it
    okay,am here
    for u
    Me: okay dad(i made to go but he
    called me
    Dad:did your mum tell you
    anything before
    she died?
    Dad: (with kneel interest)what
    could that be
    Me:she said i should take care of
    Bisola and
    always respect u(another lie.i
    cant just tell
    my dad my mum said nothing to
    me before
    she died,he would never believe
    Dad:is that all
    Me:yes daddy
    Dad: okay go to your room and
    wonder what was wrong,why
    dad and yomi
    didnt cry when mum died and
    why all the
    questions he asked me,they were
    and i must fish out my mum’s

    To be Continued

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    Episode 2

    Two weeks later my mum was
    given a
    befitting burial,i nearly cried my
    out,Bisola on her own part
    refused to be
    consoled,i could remember Dad
    telling her
    Dad:your mother is dead,those
    that want to
    die would die too,no amount of
    tears you
    cry would bring her back…i
    weakly walked
    up to Bisola,held her up and said
    to her
    Me:mum is gone,all we can do
    now is to
    make her proud of us by fishing
    out her
    Bisola:and how do u intend to do
    Me:stop crying and follow me to
    room…she wipe her tears and
    followed me to my room,all this
    while i
    refused to notice Yomi
    presence.we entered
    my room,i made her lied down till
    she slept
    The next day i wokeup,went to
    greet daddy
    only to realize he had left for
    work with
    yomi,i walked back to my room
    where Bisola
    was still fast asleep,i sat down
    wonderful thing about my family
    is that the
    boys were very handsome so
    was Bisola
    and my late mum beautiful,Bisol
    a’s call
    brought me back to sanity
    Me:yes dear
    Bisola:i saw mum in my
    dream,she kept
    mentioning we should go to her
    room,under her bed…i was dumb
    had same dream too
    Me:what,how come we had same
    Bisola:mum is trying to give us a
    Me:yea but bisi can u imagin dad
    and yomi
    had gone to work,no respect for
    Bisola:you know dad believes in
    the saying
    that the dead are dead so the
    continue life
    Me:no bisi,i suspect dad’s hand
    in mummy’s
    Bisola:say no such thing,why
    would u even
    think of such…i told her a little
    mum told me
    before her death and the room
    of a
    thing,Bisola was
    dumbfounded,we stood up
    and made to my mum’s room
    and as usual
    the door was locked,we tried all
    we could to
    open it but the door refused
    were disappointed as we went
    back to my
    room to await dad’s return
    Bisola:what business is dad really
    Me:i swear i have no idea,the last
    time i
    asked mum she said the only
    knows dad is a
    businessman but the business
    she knows
    Bisola:and she never bothered to
    ask her
    husband the kind of business he
    is into?
    Me:i asked her that and she said
    that each
    time she ask dad,dad rebuked
    Bisola:then i suspect a foul play
    Me:from today bisola,we are
    strengers in
    this house,mention nothing to
    dad nor yomi
    Bisola:yomi ke,i cant remember
    the last time
    we talked
    Me:better,aint you hungry
    Bisola:no am not…i the evening
    dad came
    back with yomi and bisola
    attacked him
    with questions
    Bisola:dad who died in this
    house few days
    Dad:what sort of nonsense
    question is
    that,u cant even greet
    Bisola:dad just answer me
    Dad:my wife,your mother of
    Me:i don’t think so because if she
    was you
    would have respected that fact
    and give her
    the mourning she deserves
    Bisola:exactly where i was
    driving to and
    this fool who calls him self my
    brother went to their stupid
    work with his
    stone hearted father
    Dad: (yomi made to beat bisola
    but dad held
    him back) i can see you both had
    lost your
    manners to your mothers grave
    remember the dead is dead and
    Bisola:and should be mourned
    daddy but
    your heartless soul won..a slap
    from daddy
    landed on her face
    Dad:you idiot,you now insult me
    in my own
    Me:daddy you should be
    ashamed of
    yourself,your wife di (another
    slap caught
    my face)
    Dad:leave my presence you two
    Me:dad we would leave
    Bisola:yes we would leave but be
    assured that since you refused to
    fish out
    mum’s killers,i would do that
    Dad:yes do that miss inspector
    general of
    police,now get out of my front
    Me:and you yomi,you might be
    older than us
    by age but i see you are purely
    brains(he made to slap me but i
    held his
    hand)dont try this again in your
    life time
    okay,with or without your father
    present…he withdraw his hand
    from mine
    and looked at me meanly
    Yomi:and we shall see…i left him
    and his
    dad,took bisola and left.that guy
    that calls
    him self my brother must be a
    fool,if he
    wants war the let the war

    To be Continued

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    Hmmmm….I Am suspecting ur father and your elder brother
    Nice Start By The Way… SEATED

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    Una papa suspect number 1, fire on.

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    Nice start….Ride on bro!

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    Ur dad nd elder bro knew sumtin abt ur mum death…

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    I trust u

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