It was a new beginning: the anguished loss of a beloved husband replaced by a yearning soul that doted on and swooned after God, bolstered by new church work, in her newfound creed. She captioned that decisive phase of her life: “Easter 1990: the Redeemed years”. Still, Ifaturoti would begin her new life of “paradise regained”, just five months after her husband’s cruel passage of November 1989, though she was in no position to know. I’ll be seeing you later …” That never happened. Irony of ironies: earlier at lunch time, in his characteristic lunch-time chat from work, her husband had told the last of their daughters, who picked his call because her mom was out: “It’s okay.
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