" You seem so engulfed in your phone Mister Williams, and you have been peeking back and fro the window, is someone following you?" He asked me with a smile as we walked through the commuters and headed for a bus to Oxpen. " Yes sir. The holy spirit is always following me. Brace your heart. You should be able to see your daughter soon." I said to him as my mind kept on fleeting towards who it was that had sent the anonymous text. Things weren't just right somehow and I needed to get to the roots of the whole matter before I got docked. " Like this? I'm so rough and may need a bath and a hair cut before seeing her. I don't look good man." He said as he kept on limping after me. I probably was a