As I stood there with the flower vase staring at him angrily while he argued, conflicting thoughts crisscrossed through my mindfield.     "Think before you say the next thing now so I do not smash this thing on your head"  But as he continued talking, I shut the door and walked.   "Phew, that was close!  at what point did I leave the soothing warmth of my early morning Father-daughter bonding to this mother-son heated brouhaha?"   The last thing I recall was going to the fridge for some milk.  And now I stood by the kitchen counter pacing my breath.  

Hello Lucifer, My grandfather, Reverend David Nwokocha, died at 100+ years.  He could not stand the boredom after his wife left. My grandmother, Mama-Ukwu was 87 when she bowed out with dignity My mother SUB, a septuagenarian is still here. My father SI ran off at 74.  His soul became weary after the accident and for the next six years he humoured his willful wife by holding out .   You and I both know that your intent was to take him out when that car ran over a stationary man.  A plot which Heaven foiled. I did not meet my paternal grandparents.

And as all of Heaven zoomed off leaving him to his fate, he stood and walked into Judas' embrace.   "Rabboni"  Judas greeted   "What took you so long?"  he whispered   Aghast, Judas stared at him.  "you knew?"   "But I did tell you earlier during Supper"  Mallam replied wearily   "Yes, but.... how did you know?  did any of the councillors rat me out?"   "Judas, how long have you been with me not to know who I am?"   "Move it, let us go"  the leader shoved him as the mob got restless   The noise had woken the

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