“Yes. Stroke. He has had stroke for two years. One concerned neighbour arranged for me to be taking care of him. I am even tired. It is good you came. Get better help for him.” The woman picked up a bag that was sitting beside the entrance. “I was about going to the market before you came. Let me quickly go. Are you staying for long?” the woman asked.
“Yes, ma,” Treasure choked out. Kelvin was beginning to be really worried about her. Her face was looking pale.
“Okay. I will soon be back. He is in the sitting room,” the woman said and walked swiftly to the gate.
Kelvin held unto Treasure as she slowly made for the door. When her hand went to the handle, it was vibrating. He began to silently pray for her.
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TREASURE NEARLY passed out at
