While we were catching up on old times with my brother in the room two days earlier,he received a phone call from an anonymous number.It was a call to duty asking him to report next week unfailingly.He made a list of the required items he’d need and packed up some of his stuff.This morning,i woke him up very early to prepare for his trip.The destination was Lagos,a place he wasn’t really familiar with.He got ready and came into the house for breakfast in a clean grey suit looking so formal.He had a light breakfast and was soon on his way to the airport.Before he left,he said his goodbyes to the household and snapped a couple of photographs to record the memories like we did every time a member of the family was travelling.He gave me his compact digital camera as a token before leaving and laid out some rules on how he wanted his stuff to be handled while he was away.Next thing,we escorted him to the airport where his queue was already waiting.He placed his luggage on the conveyor belt and after a few jocular comments,we exchanged our farewells.Fly away flying officer,I’ll be in touch.
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