PEACE AND LOVE DOESN’T LAST LONG | Ezekiel Millinga
“A friend.”
“Has this friend got a name?”
"You can call me Uncle Neb."
Leo chuckled. “Why uncle?”
"Because your father was like a brother to me." Neb said, "And I owe a great debt to your father. I'm trying to repay him by protecting you."
Leo returned to the sofa bed. “I don’t know you.”
“The last time I saw you, you were very young. Your mother, Abiola, was carrying you. You can’t remember me.”
“You are lucky then.” Leo said, “I didn’t stay home for that long, so many people didn’t get a chance to see me.”
“You can’t go to your mother’s house now.
These people are already there waiting for you to show up.”