The old man at once felt the resolution he had built up over
so many years falling in. He was telling himself that he must not
give in. He tried to steal his heart against all emational appeals.
It was a re-enhanced of that struggle. He leaned against a
window and looked out. the sky was overcast with heavy black
clouds and a high wind began to blow filling the air with dust
and dry leaves. It was one of those rare occasions when even
Nature takes a hand in human fight. Very soon it began to
rain, the first rain in the year. It came down in large sharp
drops and was acompanied by the lighting and thuinder
which mark a change in season. Okeke was trying hard not to
think of his two grandsons. But he knew he was now fighting a
losing battle. He treid to hum a favorite hymn but the patterning
of large rain drops of the roof broke up the tune. His mind
immediately returned to the children. How could he shut his
door against them? By a curious mental process he imagiined
them standing, forsaken, under the harsh angry
weather-shut out from his house.
that night he hardly slept, from remorse-and a vague fear
that he might die without making it up to them.
so many years falling in. He was telling himself that he must not
give in. He tried to steal his heart against all emational appeals.
It was a re-enhanced of that struggle. He leaned against a
window and looked out. the sky was overcast with heavy black
clouds and a high wind began to blow filling the air with dust
and dry leaves. It was one of those rare occasions when even
Nature takes a hand in human fight. Very soon it began to
rain, the first rain in the year. It came down in large sharp
drops and was acompanied by the lighting and thuinder
which mark a change in season. Okeke was trying hard not to
think of his two grandsons. But he knew he was now fighting a
losing battle. He treid to hum a favorite hymn but the patterning
of large rain drops of the roof broke up the tune. His mind
immediately returned to the children. How could he shut his
door against them? By a curious mental process he imagiined
them standing, forsaken, under the harsh angry
weather-shut out from his house.
that night he hardly slept, from remorse-and a vague fear
that he might die without making it up to them.