We Knew Them Part 17

The next day, while Jumoke was deep conditioning Hope’s hair, there was a knock on the door. She covered the hair with a plastic cap and rinsed her hands quickly.

“That must be your uncle. I’ll be right back.” She said to her daughter.

At the door, she hugged her brother tightly.

“Someone’s happy to see me!” he noted.

Jumoke didn’t respond, she simply held on to him. Continue reading “We Knew Them Part 17”