“How are you feeling now, Josiah?” Sister Flora asked me. We are sitting outside the hut where I was staying. My body was recovering progressively and I can move around freely. What happened to me was not that serious so recovering was not that difficult. We are eating oranges, that Louis had brought. “I’m fine now, Sister. It was all thanks to your effort in taking care of me,” I answered her. She returned it with a smile. I was thankful to her if it weren’t for what she did to me. If it weren’t for her, I don’t know where would I find myself into. Up to this day, what happened there lingers on my mind. It gets to the point where I got nightmares about it. His piercing gazes. The way he tried to twist my neck, and it didn’t get past me the smoke that was dancing on his side. It looke

