43

IVORY

After we signed the necessary papers that I was acting according to my will, without force or pressure, I bade everyone at the farm farewell, as Jide and I climbed into the farm truck that would transport us to the airport.

Tumpale sobbed profusely at a distance, swiping the tears that ran down her ebony skin at intervals. Mr. Kevin's face donned a blank expression. I felt very saddened to leave. I had come to love and accept them as family.

"Thank you so much for accepting me," I grasped Mr. Kevin's palms through the window.

"We have never been proud of a trainee this much. You have...