CHAPTER THIRTEEN

One after the other, the exams came: Commercial law, criminal law, law of torts, family law and political science. I wrote the exams for the law courses and soon forgot about them. I didn’t stress myself about the remaining political science course, because the relevant courses had been dispensed with. Elo’s examination timetable was more complex because all the courses in the four levels were combined.

I never told her I had one paper remaining. I simply called her one afternoon when I went to the Temporary Site (T. S.), when I paid her a visit with two dainty black cover shoes. They were packaged, well wrapped and concealed in a cellophane bag. The cellophane bag was branded with the inscription of a famous fast food joint in Benin. The original contents of the cellophane were lying inside my small refrigerator.

I walked to the Department of Physiology and kept staring at the flowers and grasses around the sidewalks. I saw some statues and soon remembered my wing chun dummy back in