Grandma Hill had not laughed in twenty years, since she was in her eighties.
But she knew that this was it, that this was the bout of laughter to send her into
eternity. Still she tried to make it last.
"Son," she said to Akindele, as gently as she could, "tell me again. So, now,
your friend comes and says unto you, let us go to the graveyard and do some... gburu... and what happened next?"
The universe continued to shiver.
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