dress. Oh! She looks so beautiful. Flashing her pearl amazing dentition to me, she said " I will miss you, my dear Hallow. I'd watch out for you in every way. Whenever you see a butterfly, I'm always with you my precious one". Confused I asked, "Why are you saying this Mama, I'm coming with you".

my eyes so teary and hers so pitiful, she came up to me, handing over the warmest hug I could ever ask for. "Hush my gal," she said. "Do not cry no more. I'm here for ya, I'm here for ya" She repeated those words like it was a form of affirmation, she wanted me to believe her, needed

w the bills would be cleared because I have no parents to oversee my healthcare bills. The doctor answered, "Don't worry about that Hallow, your aunt over there has seen to it ". With teary eyes, I turned to Aunt Trish and saw her taking out my belongings from the room. When she was out, Hallow ran out to meet Aunt Trish a

nded each one. Papa not so much because he was never home. But Mama partook in each planning, each festival and we attended each one hand in hand. Walking down the street, Aunt Trish placed her hand on my shoulder, breaking me out o

ching people pass by, and the ones who sat, across the road. I watched how their eyes wandered and how they stared at me. Some looked at m

answered "Yes Aunty, be right there". I walked into her apartment, and the scent smelled different, the décor felt different, and I felt out of place. Like mice placed in a tropical forest, prone to a lot of prey. Aunt Trish must have noticed how I felt, she looked closely at me and watched how I took in each a

nt Trish is quite a religious lady, right here in her home, I could see and confirm that indeed she's a religious woman. I responded "Thank you, Aunty" as that's all I could say to her. She has been a constant lady in my life, I grew up eating sweets at her stall, and my mum dropped me off at her stall whenever she was out. Aunt Trish has always been