The Covert Identity

e shouts of the commuters brought back his senses. He sig

the commuters asked, tapping the driver at the sho

ays; there is no hurry in life? I beg you i

his attention from the waggling commuters, he pushed his face out from h

is even behaving rudely as if he is only carrying animal

t of the commuters as each was trying hi

xcessive fat has made her look like a forty year old. She shifted uncomfortably and that attracted a corresponding reaction from the other two commuters who would not allow their space to be violated. She pleaded with her eyes to them to allow her a little bit of space which proved aborti

ith your fat buttocks,' one of

again. If you want this bus all to yourself, next time you want to

e in life? The thoughts of this frightened him the more. At the

the occasional movement of his

n reach home

them that I was not paid today and that my fate of being paid depends ex

rom the Island to my destination which is in Aguda, I'll be left with only three hundred and fifty naira (N350.00). Whic

sickness which has only grown m

els with reckless abandon. There was a momentary upsurge of

us-stop,' shout

e down quick quick…. Hey! A

mmuters to join the bus

ice from his thoughts as

ttract attention. His hazel eyes were fixed at a specific dire

his total handsomeness. His light complexion seemed to be illuminated under the golden light of the evening sun. Suddenly, he remembered his parents and took one l

your thoughts that you seemed to have forgotten that you are real

curly hair the second time and then, extended his right hand for a handshake while t

; I was only carried aw

urprise. ‘Well, you better watch it; you know…you are on the

l, my f

opped abruptly just as

if my door was left open? I mean

to remember and then snappin

I couldn’t notice which of your parents

said as he shook his frien

d right. He stopped abruptly. Right in front of him was a gigantic building that had stood the test of time. Apparently the owners of this house

he zinc covering the interior part of their house had b

under this recent development and pra

found nobody. He made to step back from the window when a broken sharp portion of the window

er about the broken window hurting her only child. She would invariably demand for a replacement

fell on the floor noisily making a shrill sound. He picked it up immediately and fixed it back. The no

T, is t

, I'm here,'

er to the room

she knitted. Occasionally, she would use the hem of her wrapper to clean the sweat that was gradually forming on her face. Her light complexion shone in the

matter my son

ghtened up his face and told his mother that he was actually havi

to eat,' she said as she made to get h

g and I had to prepare this meal from there. My son, did you think I wouldn't notice when you are passing through difficulties? I know