Chapter Five

I watched my dad an old tall man in his late sixties and his brother Alonge has they both surveyed the situation. A wrinkle began settling on dad's forehead, with his face masking a frown. It's still a miracle he was still fit and standing straight unlike his friends who were already slouching.

Alonge looked at me briefly, arched his eyebrow and then looked away, pretending he didn't see anything. I didn't fail to catch the tiny smile on his lips.

"What's happening here Adesewa?" my dad shouted with a loud voice. 

I would have commented on how his well starched guinea brocade looked good on him. But at this moment, questions were brimming like a volcano about to erupt.

"Welcome dad" I replied, scratching my head in embarrassment, as I tucked in my swollen lips in between my teeth.

"Good evening Sir" Kene greeted with ease, as if something didn't just happen.

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