TRESPASS (Part Two)

Just like in the other hangouts Dona began this one with his rehearsed lines asking me to give him a chance and like the other times too I said he should still give me some time. Dona was a big talker. He talked to me virtually about every aspect of his life from his family to work to his days in school.

After what seemed like a short time, I checked my phone and it was 2:30pm. "What?" I screamed as I sprung up to my feet "I have to leave now". Dona also glanced at his wrist watch and was surprised at how fast the time had sped. We hurriedly got out of the hotel to the road side where I got a keke (tricycle) to take me to the place where I'd board a bus going to Onitsha. My heart was beating fast now in the keke. My mind was everywhere at the same time. It was almost 3pm and I was still in Awka. How did it happen? I began to feel hot. I didn't know where the heat was coming from. How did time fly so fast?

Going back home now was definetly not an option. What If my parents were already home. What would I say? My phone began to ring. It was my Dad. I didn't know if I should pick. I kept staring at it till it ended. Panic was gradually enveloping me now. We finally got to another roadside where I would board a bus going to Onitsha and I alighted the keke. Dona had already paid for the fare. I joined the rest of the people standing by the shoulder of the road waiting for a bus going towards their destination to come by. No bus seemed to be going to Onitsha all the ones that have passed were all going somewhere else. My time now says 3pm and my head begin to spin. Then I heard that sound. What I that? My breath cut and I looked up I saw the white clouds giving way to darkness. Oh my God! Rain!

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