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The following day which was a Saturday, started out very cold, with the harmattan coming in strongly. I was anxiously waiting for the inspector to call me with news of the outcome of the gunsmith. It was a very disappointed me that picked my phone when it rang and the caller ID indicated my dad. This is not the call I’m expecting, I mused. I had no option, other than to pick the call. Don’t get me wrong; I love my dad, but he chose a wrong time to call. “Hello daddy. Good morning Sir.” “Good morning dear. How are you? “I’m fine daddy. How are you and how is everybody.” “I’m fine and everybody is fine. When are you coming home?” he wasted no time there. “I don’t know yet when we will be released from the office for the year. But I’ll come as soon as possible.” Honestly, I was not look
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