I try not to keep my expectations up, they hurt too much when things don't go as planned. I realize I've been able to maintain the way I think because I used to be alone but now, that is not possible. There is always something you expect to go right no matter how futile it appears. That's the bond of kinship.
It's day break and we found ourselves on a journey back to Asaba. The car was too quiet given we were four people inside.
This is getting awkward, I said.
I don't think we trust each other enough to start a conversation, said Grace referring to me.
It has nothing to do with trust, we don't have anything in common even if we share the same blood, said Mike.
I believe we do, What was Father like? I asked.
Don't even go there, the man was a beast, at least that's the version of the man I know. They say he has a lot of personalities and characters, isn't that true Grace? Asked Trust still looking through the window.
