Akpos’ father passing by Akpos’ bedroom was astonished to
see that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up.
Then he saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the
pillow that was addressed to ‘Dad.’
With the worst premonition he opened the envelope with
trembling hands and read the letter.
Dear Dad,
It is with great regret and sorrow that I’m writing you. I
had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom
and you.
I have been finding real passion with chioma and she is so
nice.
But I knew you would not approve of her because of all her
piercing, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older
than I am.
But it’s not only the passion…Dad, she’s pregnant. Chioma
said that we will be very happy.
She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood
for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children.
Chioma has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn’t
really hurt anyone. We’ll be growing it for ourselves and trading it with the
other people that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy.
In the meantime we will pray that science will find a cure
for AIDS, so Chioma can get better. She deserves it. Don’t worry Dad, I’m 15
and I know how to take care of myself.
Someday I’m sure that we will be back to visit so that you
can get to know your grandchildren.
Your Son,
Akpos
Akpos
P.S. – Dad, none of the above is true. I’m over at Emeka’s
house.
I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in
life than the report card that’s in my center desk drawer.
I love you. Call me when it’s safe to come home.
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