Masukcollapse. Rose was an asthmatic patient. So it was clear that the attack had
occurred due to lack of proper respiration resulting from the large population that
swallowed the hall. Thanks to God, she had fallen not too far from the young
doctor, Tunde. “Give her some space, Help me get her out of here”, said Dr.
Ajayimore carrying her bag in his shoulder. With the aid of a young man, he
brought her out of the hall into the open field. He tried intervals of various
resuscitative methods on Rose with the inhaler he found in her bag, until she
awoke. He later narrated what had happened to her which she had no doubt, was
true. She asked for her inhaler and been given by the man before her, she
dragged various puffs in and out. Seeing the young lady getting relieved the small
crowd that had gathered round her slowly dispersed back into the hall. Dr.
Ajayimore was putting on an “Abraham Lincoln” suit with a gentleman set of
spectacles, his hair in a fuzzy. “Thank you so much, I got lost in the programme
and forgot the unventilated environment around me”. Rose was back on her feet.
This wasn’t the first time she had an attack in a public place so she was indeed
grateful for his assistance. “I take it that you are an asthmatic, Next time you plan
to attend an occasion such as this, try your best to take some few rounds of fresh
air, in a much aerated environment”. “By the way, I’m Doctor Tunde”, added the
young man stretching his right hand for a handshake. Accepting the handshake
she introduced herself as ’’Miss Roseline Apah”. They both exchanged
complimentary cards. By profession she was a nurse at the famous SS Peter and
Paul Catholic Hospital, Ughelli.
Rose was on a short-sleeved blouse on a rainbow skirt, a brownishcolored pair of flats and a silk scarf on her head, which had now turned to a ring
of wools. Soon they broke into a long conversation and they exchanged phone
numbers. With smiles beaming on both faces they walked back into the hall.
All those moments had all passed now. After the death of Wole’s
mother, Mr. Ajayimore had himself another wife. If not for the sake of love and he
wanted more kids, but for Wole. He didn’t want him to lack the motherly love he
was not privilege to have as a young child. He was raised up as a catholic ward in
St. Theresa’s Orphanage, Warri. He never knew the true affection of a mother.
Back in the orphanage, the kids were all equally treated. Though, some more
equal than the others. The Catholic Church, in precise; The Bishop of Warri
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Robert gulped down what was his ninth shot of tequila, his face crumpled tight as he downed another one almost immediately. He let out a huff at the effect the alcohol was beginning to have on him and yet again, poured himself another shot. This seemed like the only remedy for all the different emotions he was feeling at the moment. After he'd left George Brown's confinement, he'd gone to the bar, not stopping for any pleasantries with the lot who greeted him. He'd finally 'taken care' of the man behind Mary's death, or at least, the executioner. He was supposed to feel some kind of relief right? But he didn't feel, except more anger, more hatred, more emptiness, more pain. At some point, he doubted doing the exact same thing he did to George to Simon Tunes would make him feel any better. It was as if realisation dawned on him all over again: Mary wasn't coming back. Even if he took care of all the people that might have ever hurt her. Which includ