part 7

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"Ikennaya" she giggled. That's my name for him
I stared at her. Bewildered. "And what does that mean?"
"The strength of his father. He will be as strong as his father.
Gentle as a dove, still fierce as a tiger".

The next day at work, I thought of how blissful my life was.
I wasn't perfect, I had so much flaws.
But to me, my wife was, and now my son
The best things that have happened to me, second to none.

I took it upon myself to get some baby stuff on my way back
I wanted to make sure there was nothing my son would lack
I bought diapers,clothes,toys, it was like I was on a shopping spree
I took everything like I owned the stall and I could take anything for free.

"Baby I'm homee", I said with so much excitement
Even if my pockets cried on how much I had spent
And now, my heart was about to cry too
For there she was, the love of my life, mother of my unborn child, laying helplessly on the floor, her blood, a pool.

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