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Broken Pieces 4


It made sense now, it all made sense now, He smashed his hands against each other.
“Argh! He busted out as he rolled on the prison floor.”

He tried killing the soldier but ended up killing his mother.
The soldier tried raping her, he wasn’t even sure if he succeeded, all he knew was he heard Beverly screaming Until he heard no more.…
“Young man, your life is in your hands. Choose one, destroy it or forever be happy with your life, which will you choose”

Mr Sola eyes bulged out as though, trying to frighten me. But I wasn’t frightened.

“Damn it boy!  I’m trying to help you… can’t you see what’s at stake here. Why did you kill you mother?
What were you doing in the room of Mr Ken Osita?”
Why was your cousin, the daughter of late Mr Johnson laying unconscious?
What had gone wrong that night?
Talk to me!!” Please…

……
It was time, the plea was the surge I needed. So I presented the broken piece of my life to Mr Sola.
…….

“What a pathetic story boy”
“What a dark world we live in, too bad! ”
“No Sir, with my heavy swollen bleeding cheek, I blurted out, the world is a beautiful place, it’s just the heart of some men that evil dwells there in.”
“How true, shaking his head convinced”
“You speak well, he appraised.”
“I manage to make books my friend, by reading and studying a lot Sir.”
“Wow, that’s good, Keep it up, Mr Sola said”

A month later I was released from prison, Beverly was still in the hospital receiving care, she had spent only five months with us, and this was the ugly fate that befell her. I was in the ward where she was receiving treatment.
“Chi how are you… she asked slowly”
There was a tired but friendly smile on her face, how he had missed seeing her smile. Prison walls had deprived him of so much.
“I’m fine Sweet Coz”
“ Barrister Henry told me all you had gone true, I’m sorry. How’s Dad?”

I never wanted to be silent, but that was all I could do, keep mute…

“Coz, please get well first, I managed to say"
“Jerry… She only called me Jerry when she was angry, I knew she was, already. The truth I could not say, and I did not know when tears rolled out my eyes, it was my second, but the first outside the bars, it was over a month, but now, I had to, I had held on for too long. Too… long."

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