
the sound of the main door unlocking and sighed a collective breath of relief. We went back under the covers and slept soundly. When we finally came out of our rooms hours later, Koko was getting head rubs from everyone, that is, everyone that could touch her. Apparently, on our way back from the party, Kola’s car bumper (which we rode in) had fallen off. We all had no memory of how that happened. We agreed on blaming portholes. After Koko had done her toilets, she sniffed the ground till 3 streets away where a breathless and confused Emmanuel had found her going in circles by the bumper. He recognized it and brought it home. None of us even noticed that the bumper fell off.
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