CHAPTER SIXTEEN
And she had done a good job with that. Until Selina brought her back to the scene; now deserted and somewhat abandoned and lonely with nobody living even miles of it. It appears everyone had now relocated to Lagos, turning Ilaro into a more remote village. The remains of the school also looked different now. In the wake of the arson, the building had not burn down to the ground. One wall had stood blackened and charred while the others stood jagged and low. Glass from the windows had littered the floor and all the books had been reduced to ash. The roof had yielded to the orange flames. It looked different now with the once standing walls now absent. It appeared they had long since crumbled by another means. The rain had come tumbling down year after year and had undertook
