EPILOGUE

Eyare

As I lay on the deck chair soaking some sun into my body, I reminisced on times past.

Osagiede told me black people don't sun themselves - that we're already black. I disagreed with her there. All creatures black and white needed the sun for sustenainance.

Sea gulls screeched overhead, their white wings fluttering as they craned their long graceful necks. They really were beautiful creatures.

Maldives was a beautiful place with white clean sea shores and water so clear and blue, you could actually see deep below.

Eseosa ran around in a one - piece bathing suit, her two hands high on either side of her. She made a noise like the sound of a plane. When she saw me watching her, she rushed to me.

"Daddy, come and play with me." She began to drag me up from the chair and I reluctantly got up and joined her. I knew I looked silly, but I needed do what my little princess wanted. At three years old, she was a force to be reckoned with.

I heard someone laughing and I looked up to see Osag