It was then I spotted the tears in her eyes. This discussion was no longer funny. I patted her shoulder gently to say, “You know I and Altine are always around to help you Farida. What are friends for?” She sniffed back the tears wiping them away. “I remember when my cousin was kidnapped Maimuna, I nearly died and came back.” I recalled that painful situation and remember telling you all about it here.
We were lucky that he was released after Farida’s relations with the help from friends and police got involved. “What if I said nothing can be done unless insecurity is curbed once and for all? Imagine farmers afraid to go to farm, people afraid to go about their normal activities! How did we get here?” She questioned.
