"Pigeons did not fly🕊️".
1. December 2004 I travelled home for Christmas. A day before I would return to base in the north, I went to Umudike to see some friends & didn't get back to the house until a little past midnight. By early morning, I was up & ready to leave. As I

2. tried opening my car where it was parked, I noticed blood on the grill. While observing & wondering how it got there, my grandmother came in & saw the blood. That was when all hell let loose! She screamed & said 'they want to kill her grandson!' Mama what are you on

3. about & who wants to kill me? She said the blood on my grill was a bad omen, that it was conjured. With the noise she was making, it was only a matter of time for my parents to come from their own side of the compound. Dad asked me what the matter was & I told him to ask his

4. mother (Don't stress me with some mumbo jumbo 🤣). Granny insisted that someone should go call the local juju man to come do some incantation before I embark on the journey. Dad said 'hell no! I will shoot him if he enters this compound!' Ah Ah! I was out last night, I most

5. likely hit some small bush animal. Obviously something small that I didn't feel the impact. My dad called one of my cousin's to get a bucket of water & washed the grill. Minutes later, I had hit the highway. By evening I had arrived my destination after over 10hrs of driving.