A Piercing scream broke through the usual buzz of the hospital. Amaka halted in her filing, her right hand mid air as she gazed at the direction of the ICU.

” She’s lost another one.” Amaka said as she shook her head from side to side, picking up another crumpled file ” And he was her last hope.”

I knew she was talking about Mrs Adebayo, she was a regular at the hospital. I’d seen her walk in with her disheveled hair and her wrapper loosely tied around her thin waist, each time with a different child; each child a sickler.


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