"We are sorry to announce that our mountain of greatest repute in this country has fallen to ashes this very moment," said the President solemnly. "We have managed to secure the lives of the residents of the two surrounding villages who are currently living in camps far away. The words of the President reminded the family of the times they had to settle in camps on the mountain waiting for daylight to continue their journey.
"Papa, what can we do for them?" asked Baafour.
"That's a good question," replied his father." You can donate the money you won from the bet to them."
"I haven't even received it yet," he said, amused.
"I have an idea," said his father. "You have to convince your siblings and mother that you'll be donating the money from the bet to the displaced residents. I think that will convince them to give you what is due."
At lunchtime, Baafour had an important announcement to make after everyone had swept their platters clean. It was a good meal prepared by Frema.
"This hiking has done many people a lot of good," said Mr Agyei, teasing his daughter. Frema, amused, asked her father.
"What are you implying, father?"
"We enjoyed your meal. I'm proud of you."
"I wish to announce to everyone here present that I need my money urgently," said Baafour, interrupting the conversation between father and daughter.
"You again? Baafour?" Adobea exclaimed.
"It's not what you think. This is for a good cause."
"Let's hear it then. It had better be good!"
"I need the money because I want to donate it to a worthy cause."
"You! Baafour!" A worthy cause? Good heavens!" slapping her hands in harsh sarcasm. Heavens must come down this very moment!"
"Don't be so pessimistic! I have a heart!" he said. "I just can't believe you! You have no faith in your brother at all."
Seeing that it was expedient to intervene, Mr Adjei reluctantly cleared his throat.
"If I may, my children. We have a situation at hand. Let not past experiences prevent us from helping others. Baafour wants to help the displaced people. We are safe here but not all of them are. Who knows if we thought of this adventure at the right time for their sake?"
"Oh! I'm sorry, Dad. For once, Baafour is serious," said Adobea.
"Come on!" yelled Baafour, grimacing. "How's your leg anyway?"
"I'm fine. Thanks for asking."
"I do care. Just that sometimes I have a lot on my mind."
"You have to find some time to care about others," said his Dad. "Cultivate that habit. Imagine saying this to your wife and children! Would you neglect your duties?"
"Dad? What are you getting at?"
"The conclusion is yours' to make, Baafour.
You didn't hear anything from me."
"Dad?"
"I do care about you, Baafour."
"Thanks. I appreciate that."