Hushed Echoes

After a little to taunt her negligence, she glowingly resumed her task until she decisively lodged the remaining pair of trousers into the bag and sipped it.

She sat dolefully on the edge of the bed, waiting for msrco who was having his bath.

When she noticed that Marco was taking too much in the bathroom, she stoop up from the bed and stayed by the doorsteps to inform him that the time is running out.

Under normal circumstances, the luxurious buses that plied that route between the the small town to Accra would depart as early as 6:00am.

Therefore, it was always advisable for anyone wishing to travel to at least, get to the station thirty minutes before the time of departure.

She expected him to have finished and got ready as the time was now approaching 5;00am apart from that she also needed some few minutes to have a quiet time with him.

“I am through Mum, ” he announced when he scurried into the room with his towel wrapped around his waist, looking very fresh and vigorous.

” Uhm… You wasted too much time in the bathroom or were you trying to wash off the whole of this town off your body? “She teased him.

“Mmm! I have washed it already, but it is unfortunate that there is no sun for me to dry it,” marco replied jokingly.

“You know that the sun des not shine now it is rather too early, it will surely shine later in the day, but before you wait for that time, you better get dressed so that you can catch up with the bus, Okay?”

“Okay..” he chuckled to himself and dashed off to get himself dressed while his mother was trying to put finished touched to pair of leather sandals, which he would use to tread his path to a new life in the city of Lagos.

She skillfully wiped and scrubbed them until all the dirty pigments began to wear a polished outlook.

Marco became so impressed on seeing his once dingy footwear looked so clean and wholesome, courtesy of his mother.

“Thank you very much Mum, In fact with the way this pairs of sandals is sparking I’m very certain that it is this same way my star would shine in the huge city” Marco said as he slipped his feet inside the sandals.

After some minutes of prayers, marcowas ready to leave, he took his bags and gave his mother a glance, he could discern the feelings of emptiness written all over her.

But there wa absolutely nothing he could actually do about it at that point in time. He felt as helpless as a cock, although he wished he would say something that would comfort her, he did not know exactly what to say.