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ture of her grand son Kamil, when he was a baby. She had him in her hands. Younger then, a

l, exits the house closing the door behin

logged by the intense cold o

er and them up at him as

w big you'v

his hands holding up the lugg

e of sadness as he will be leavi

drop them" she says gesturing f

the bench, "Sit down her

mil waiting for his Grandmother to say something. She look

e taxi approaching theit house.

her speaks. "Do you see most of your mates around

he has no idea wha

ting," she presses him, bu

f his window, yells. "Please, stop wa

in the women's gathering

into his den, tappin

s for an ans

rong or anything. Or you don't know what you

aze to the floor.

hrough his despite how calm her's was. "

o be looking for someone who'd

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l whispers to

and Georgias at school. D

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o answer the question. He ti

tribe called Yoruba saying "... He is gone for good, I will now be the te

od fellow, a bad fellow... You will never know their

cold breeze contributing to more f

over the tear drop h

something. What ever it is. Remem

or it" Kamil cuts her off with the quot

're ready now?" Kam

s a smile on his face

es. He steps towards the taxi and

ook at his grandma, discovers tha

the taxi. The driver starts

s. Gradually, a smile swoshes over his face. An authentic smile from the outside. A smile t