It was the beginning of another semester and a day that showered kind light on us. We just arrived back on campus and the first thing that knocked on our door was the fast spreading news of the result for the last semester exam.
Shade couldn't breathe comfortably as she walked restlessly from corner to corner with continuous exclaims which indicated her fears.
"Prof. King o." She continued to blurt-out.
While on other side, I haven't felt more was relaxed than I was right there. I Still remember what Chidi told me the semester before. I am just this tree in the vineyard of grace. What can I do than to enjoy every bit of Shade's struggle for inner peace?
"I thought she was this girl, forming brilliant 'Machala'. Didn't I see with the music she played for her pen as it dances on her paper? Why is she scared now?" A cheerful smirk I continued to shoot her if only she'd understand.
