"It is clear I can't accommodate you in my house again." - Uloma.
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Obioma opened her eyes slowly as the strong pungent smell of medicines and vaccines struck her nose. Sunlight filtered through the window and she groaned a little as she tried to sit up. Sharon was sitting on a plastic chair next to the bed she was on and Obioma looked around; trying to figure out where she was. It sure didn't look like her room or any other place she recognized. In her course of looking around, she discovered she was in a blue soft fabric. She knew instantly she was in a hospital. Events of the last minutes before her black out flooded like a gush of water and she groaned; feeling her entire body ache. It felt like a pestle was being hit on her head repeatedly.
Sharon stood up immediately she notic
