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CHAPTER 21

HEY! IT'S STILL ME. CHUCKA. I'M NOT AWAY. I WOUUD'NT WANT YOU FEEL SAD WITH MORE OF MY MISHAPS. HERE'S MORE INTRESTING STUFF ABOUT THE LIFE OF SOLOMON. NEVERTHELESS, I'M COMING BACK. CATCH YA!

TWENTY YEARS LATER..

Solomon dusted his shoe as he picked up his phone from the couch in the living room. His daughter Alicia had gone for the holidays to his grandmother's place while his wife had gone to the groceries. He eaved a sigh of freedom. It wasn't like his family was an inconvenience to him, he was glad he would have more than enough time for himself. It was a Friday afternoon and according to norms, the bank he worked closed by 1:00 pm. That's more than enough time to flex after a tiresome week. He pulled off his socks and unbuckled his belt. He left his trouser to fall halfway almost touching his knees. He moved towards the television cabinet. "Holla! Thank God is Friday Nigga" He yelled, throwing his arms up in the air. He needed to e

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