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TRIGONOMETRY

Minutes after Ray dropped me off at home, I yawned and kicked off my shoes locking the door behind me.

My dad walked into the room in his glasses and pyjamas, holding chinua Achebe's things fall apart in his hands and looking smug. "You're getting in late."

"I'm sorry dad. Trigonometry took longer than I thought. I didn't do it on purpose."

"What friend where you with again?" My dad asked and I cracked my head trying to figure out how he knew I'd been out with a friend.

"Foluke. Foluke olatunji Ibrahim."

"Oh, right. Right."

I gave him a look.

"What? You didn't think I keep tabs on the friends you make. The ones who walk right through this door?" He pointed at the front door.

"Well yeah, I'm a little surprised. Like you're barely home."

"I know. I don't need to hear how estranged I am from my family. I'm still trying Emem."

"I'm not complaining dad. I'm just surprised that you still have me in mind and that your job hasn't eaten that part up."
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