Her story reads like a thriller: the type only a great novelist could spin. However, the somewhat grace-to-grass context and the many twists and turns of her life’s tale could make some of the classic tragedies spun by dramatist extraordinaire Sophocles of ancient Greece appear less calamitous.
First she died in Nigeria, was properly buried and forgotten, then suddenly she appeared in Benin Republic with a new life. Now she’s dead again. And this seems to be the real dead end. To be candid, ruminating on this woman’s chequered sojourn on earth makes one to remember one of James Hardley Chase’s crime thrillers. This is so because at the end of series of fragmentary sequences; you are still left wondering, if you got this one right.
Initially, telephone numbers purportedly belonging to one of her believed children was flying around. But then, on one occasion during which the said son was traced on phone, he told them that his mother died a long time ago and that he was not going to come to claim the corpse of another woman. He had moved on with his life in northern Nigeria.
Right now, no one is owning up to still have the contact address or phone number of this mystery son. The same story is told of...
