I am seeing little girl sitting on side of bed and she is having tablet computer on her knees and I am saying something to her about needing to wake up and go to school and she is dragging her feet and I am saying, “Come on, now! Chop chop-oh!” and I am hurrying her out of tent and into humid air filled with mosquitoes. Then there is static like I am seeing when I am downloading into my braincase broken memories, and I am on side of a small hill and I am looking out over water and this same little girl is sitting next to me and we are saying something but it is mumbling in my ears, but I am calling her Ify.

Then I am waking up again in Xifeng’s trailer. She is holding me in her arms and rocking me back and forth to be calming me and she is humming a song, and even though there are many many question in my head buzzing like mosquito I am happy and I feel safe and I am thinking that Xifeng is only this way with good person. Never with bad person.

This is how she is telling me that I am good person.

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The city of Lagos is giving me too much information in my brain. Too much information about too many people is fighting inside my braincase, and I am breathing regularly again when Xifeng and I and a smaller Enyemaka are finding passage on small boat into Makoko shantytown.

The moon is shining on the water, and the water is shimmering and making quiet sounds that is making me to feel like smiling. Small small drone is hovering over the water and spraying chemical over the surface that is shimmering, and I am knowing that this is to be killing the mosquitoes that are carrying diseases. The drones are sometime looking like mosquito themselves, but they are not stinging people, and I am seeing that they are metal and safe.

As we are moving through the water by the Third Mainland Bridge that is connecting Lagos to the outer islands, we are passing under smaller bridges that are so skinny only one person is walking up or down at a time. But some people are walking fast fast like they are not worrying about falling into the water. I dip my hand, and the water is cold to touch, and Xifeng is watching me and smiling, and I am taking my hand out because I am shy suddenly. And she is trying to hide a giggle by pressing her lips tight together.