Might's Odyssey (The Event Book 2) by Ifedayo Adigwe Akintomide Page A

anything but sit, slivers of pain coursed through his legs.
    “Still having the pain I see__” Bayo said giving him a concerned look as he stretched out his arm for a handshake.
    Gbenga smiled wanly taking Bayo’s hand in his. “It comes and goes Bayo__ can’t complain though. The pain is a small price to pay for my life.”
    “Can’t argue with you there__” Bayo replied with a sigh. “How have you been?”
    Gbenga shrugged sinking back down into his chair. Bayo remained standing until Gbenga pointed at the chair behind him. He gave Gbenga a wide smile as he sat down.
    A long silence stretched out between them as they appraised one another. Gbenga began to get uncomfortable with the man’s intense scrutiny. Eventually Bayo spoke breaking the heavy silence.
    “So how are you today? Anything you want to tell me?”
    Gbenga shrugged. He had a gazillion questions surging on his insides, but he did not know how to ask them.
    “I sense you have a lot on your mind.”
    Not having an answer to that, Gbenga simply shrugged. Bayo sighed. Gbenga was not an easy patient. Getting anything out of him was like trying to squeeze water out of a stone. He decided to try a different tactic.
    “What were you doing before I came in?”
    Gbenga grew still giving Bayo a hard look.
    “I was browsing on my computer.”
    “Surfing the internet?”
    Gbenga took a deep breath and nodded. Bayo paused pondering on the best way to ask the question he needed to ask.
    “Was there something in particular you were searching for?”
    Gbenga’s face instantly closed up. Bayo leaned back in his chair thoroughly exasperated. He should have taken things slower. It was too late now.
    “Don’t shut me out Gbenga. I am only here to help. Tell me what you were searching for online.”
    Gbenga was tempted to ignore the question, but he realized the man would keep bugging him in that soft I understand, you completely voice. Getting angry and trying to insult him never seemed to work. He just never got offended.
    “I was looking for information on people who have had similar experiences.”
    “And did you?”
    “Did I what?”
    “Find the information?”
    “Yeah__”
    “Did it help?”
     
     

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    He continued slowly at Gbenga’s puzzled look. “Did the information you gathered give you closure.”
    Gbenga shook his head slowly. Bayo sat up straight in his chair at that.
    “I did not think so. Look Gbenga, I don’t think you should be scouring the internet looking for answers to your heart questions. You are only likely to have more questions and become more confused.”
    “So you are saying I should stop searching for answers?”
    “You can only truly have answers when you are a hundred percent certain of the question you are asking. Now if I am to ask you now what answer you are seeking, what response would you give me?”
    A long pause stretched out as Gbenga considered Bayo’s question. As much as he hated to admit it, he realized he did not truly know what he was looking for. Was it closure? Hanging onto a hope that maybe what he had seen would not really happen.
    Perhaps he needed to prove to himself and everyone else that he was not crazy. Maybe that was it. There were times, especially when Seyi rubbished his vision, he felt as if he was indeed going nuts. Maybe the accident had knocked one too many screws loose in his head. But like the million and one times he thought this, a surge of certainty filled his insides, coming from a place deep within him. That certainty told him that the event would happen and the steps he took now would determine whether he and his family survived it.
    He was so entrenched in his thoughts that he did not realize Bayo was speaking. “Did you hear me Gbenga?”
    He shook his head to clear it of his chaotic thoughts. “Am afraid I was not listening. What did you say Bayo?”
    “You haven’t answered my question? Do you know the question you want an answer to?”
    “Yes__ I