Ato could not control the tears as he sat alone in the airport view hotel waiting room, awaiting his flight to the United States. Finally, the day he had dreamt of with his wife, Adelaide, had finally come, but why was he alone in the waiting room? Where was Adelaide?
As his heart throbbed with guilt after the call from his brother’s wife, Kezia, he wished he could just end it all with a phone call, or a text, or forget about the Job posting and walk out of the airport, but his mother’s support, the standards of the society which he so esteemed, and his ego could not allow him to extend a hand of Grace to his Adelaide. He was rather paralyzed by the thoughts, and even more confused.
He reached out to his sling bag and brought out three passports and tickets and stared at them, the tears rolled out even the more. The handkerchief was wet, he had to resort to the jacket which hanged on his left lap. He wished he could control the tears but it was unfortunate. It was rather fortunate that there was no one in the waiting room with him so he let out the intense pain by sobbing like an abandoned child, falling off from the twin sofa to the floor.
To be continued…..
(C) eunice Godbless 2021
eunice Godbless 