Chapter 72: English Teacher

Owerri, 2020

Two days had passed since Ifenna read a part of a book that talked about James Blackwheel and all he could think about, buried within the very deepest parts of his mind was Maria Blackwheel. 

In his short life, he had been blessed to meet people who were able to expose him to puzzles of life, difficult situation that he couldn't comprehend. And all he could do was respond with a faint nod to show that he was listening, that he was understanding even though he wasn't.

"Dinner is ready," Kainene said, folding a newspaper underneath her armpit covered with small curly black hairs.

"I will soon be there," Ifenna responded, rubbing his face with his hard palm. He couldn't get the thoughts of Maria out of his head neither could he accept the fact that there was a strong connection between her and James Blackwheel.

As he sat for another ten seconds, his mind shut down, trying very hard to resist travelling a little bit back in time when