Ghost Of Revenge
me as soon as possible". Uncle Tobias
to go back home?. My semester wasn't even winding up
that!". I exclaimed back as I placed
stabel, it's urgent an
presence?. Can't you sort it out?". I que
n the table beside my books. I felt exhausted
a yawn as I stretched out rel
o write in a few weeks time. I had to stu
t want to depend on my Father's will. I wanted to build my own
ow that Father was no more, Mother wasn't her
he needed me for, he'd
?. I dropped my hands on the table with a small thud
m to pack up and also book a plane
ular condo to live in instead of renting out an apartmen
y favorite coffee shop thus I had n
ight on time even after Father's death. Let me just say that Father always made it as his pr
t high waist jeans, a pinkish woolen crop-top which was long sleeved (it was like a sw
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e. Her face lit up when she saw me. I got out of the cab, engulfing her in
cab driver so he left
as she took my suitcase while I
stopped walking and turned to look at
meant everyone like the house helps, my sister and M
d and set the suit
ort. Is there any problem that you've not t
g me to pause from taking out my stuf
her eyes and she lo
cle Tobias?. He'll tell you all that you ne
lled me to come back home?. I'm sure he h
d hesitantly looked at me, "Before I forget, I'm sorry for everything that has taken place. Only God kn
elt weak, my knees gave in to the weight
my Mother alright?. Uncle Tobias never told me anything, he had just
ally reassure myself. 'Clara is around and
ng about Mother. Wheth
y be wrong?". I ask
ee Clara standing on the doorway. Looking back at me st
n a neat ponytail, she was yellow skinned, had dark beautiful eyes, had
k blouse, a matching coat on top which she hadn't really w
noticed the white vase she was holding
the deafening silence present in the room which I h
ind her where Uncle Tobias stoo
utfit today?. I didn't wa
a few meters away from me, I couldn't
eyes were swollen red. She had dark circles unde
ll. I hadn't been sleeping well
ked far more worse and
asked, her eyes raking
e up at the airport?". I asked a
any close!
again, her eyes looking stra
sion her eyes held but Clara had ne
, huh?. Don't you know your
ust kept quite if you didn't want to respond.. Anyways, where
looked away at nothing in particular an
k a step towards her but she quickly took a step
ess, fear, worry... I needed answers
quickly turned and left my room,
lowed
room and shut th
talk". I tried talking soft
thought to myself trying to remember wh
r open the door". Uncle To
im. Worry lines etche
pening around here
ser pockets, his face held
tired from the flight and all that. I'll have so
was something indeed wrong an