Broken Eaglet Chapter 0- For Forgiveness, Dial…

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“Okay, Lọlá so I know I’m not the first person you want to talk to about this right now or the second, or the third. Actually, I know you don’t want to talk to me at all but please, I just…I just need you to hear me out on this, just this once. I know that things were really rough when we were younger, especially between both of us, and really, I don’t blame you, seeing as I was naturally amazing and your innate jealousy got the better of you — no, I’m sorry, this isn’t the time for jokes. Oh God, can I start this thing over? Is there a…button somewhere? Christ, I don’t know, maybe if I press —

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Dammit, okay. I just wanted to — I just wanted talk to you, I mean, it’s been thirteen years since we last spoke and I know you took it the hardest when Daddy…when Daddy died.

And I’m sorry. I’m sorry I wasn’t as supportive as I should’ve been in the past. I’m sorry I wasn’t a better brother to you. I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me. I see where I went wrong now. But don’t get it twisted, you could’ve been a better sister. Taking my car keys and flushing them down the toilet that Christmas was a low blow. And you know how traffic is, I was almost late to work three times that week I waited for my keys to get replaced, and then they stole my radio and — actually, that’s not the point of this. It’s just, mummy told me that you were sending Táíwò to that university and I just knew I had to call you. I want the best for my niece too and wanted to at least say my side of the story.

And again, I’m deeply sorry for what happened to Kẹ́hìndé and your husband last year. That was terrible.

I get if you don’t want to talk to me, I mean, I probably wouldn’t want to talk me either, but I… I just want to show all the sides of that place before you put her there. I’m going to be sending you some emails, excerpts of diaries I kept while I was there. Some of them start with bible quotes and other nice things that got me going back then. I’ve also gotten in touch with that goat, Osagie, Amira and Daniel too, to also chip in with stories of their own.Some other people chimed in, some anonymous, some bold with names.

We were all there together, it’s only right.

Just to be clear, it’s me your brother, Otitọ speaking. I don’t know, I just…I just wanted to make sure that you knew…it was, uhm, me.

…Well, that’s really all I wanted to say, and I hope you at least find the stories useful. Táíwò definitely will, I’m sure. I wish I had something like this when I was there, I definitely could’ve used it.

Covenant is a…strange place.

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Anthony Azekwoh is a Nigerian-based author and artist. He has written five books so far, and is now working on the sequel to his fourth book Ṣàngó, Oya.

Anthony Azekwoh is a Nigerian-based author and artist. He has written five books so far, and is now working on the sequel to his fourth book Ṣàngó, Oya.