Kezi was deep in thought, rummaging through her brain files. There was something familiar about Njamen’s snore and it wasn’t good. Her brother passed away last year and he was snoring like this just before things went south.
He slipped two tiny nylon bags into Jomi’s hands.
“What’s this?”Jomi asked, looking at the brightly coloured tablets in the nylon.
“You’re going to need it. It’s very effective at handling body pains, and trust me the pains are just begining.”
They keep saying stay at home… stay at home… stay at home… and do what?” he said out loud despite being all alone at home. He was so drained and felt like he couldn’t take it anymore. His sanity was at stake.
A young man yanked out a tube of hand sanitizer, poured a sizeable amount into his palms and started rubbing it on his face, arms and legs like body lotion.