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Sickness or accident?

I heard him take a deep breath. "To be honest bro, before today, I knew nothing of it. The closest I have had of a spirit husband and wife was when I visited my late dad in the mortuary".

"I'm sorry" I consoled him, "Sickness or accident?"

"Accident" he responded coldly.

"Sorry. I know what it means to lose a father"

"I guess yours is gone too?"

"Yeah, that's why I moved to Lagos"

"Sickness or accident?" he returned my question.

"Sickness," I said softly as the image of my sickle father on his dying bed gripped into my mind. On the wooden bed he lay, all swollen, his skin shining to reflect the little light from the door I left unlocked after I tiptoed in. On his swollen skin were big reddish sores. An oily substance was applied to his skin. He was covered with a wrapper to chest level.

My heart sank, I broke down crying and screaming as uncontrollable tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Alex!" daddy called out almost in a pai

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