No one spoke.Damian pressed the speaker button on the old telephone and placed the receiver gently on the table.If Ibrahim Bako wanted to tell his story, everyone would hear it.The old man's breathing remained steady.He wasn't hurried.He wasn't afraid.He sounded like someone who had been waiting years for this conversation."I know Father Michael is there," he said calmly.A pause."And Grace."Another pause."Good."Father Michael exchanged a glance with Sister Grace but said nothing."I also know my granddaughter is there."Everyone stiffened.Amara frowned."Your granddaughter?"A quiet chuckle came through the speaker."I apologize.""I've become so accustomed to thinking of young people as my grandchildren that I forget they belong to someone else."The tension eased slightly, but only for a moment.Damian folded his arms."You said Samuel's journal tells only one side of the story.""It does.""Then tell us yours."There was a long silence.When Ibrahim finally spoke, his
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