Thirty one

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The birds chirped, the wind whistled and the leaves rustled. Hajara pulled a coat on her self before shifting Ummu kulthum. The weather was bad for a harmattan, she doesn’t even want imagine how cold kaduna is by now. She has been to Kaduna during a the cold season in December which is also known as the wedding season in Nigerian and seriously regret going there without a cardigan or something to cover her up doing the cold. She always wonder how Kaduna people keep up with the cold then she remembered Jos. From what she heard, Jos happened to be the coldest state in Nigerian. One day she will have her holiday there, during the cold weather season. Her shoulders shuddered, the cold was too much for a lady that gave birth a week back. She needs to more warm for herself and her daughter.

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