5. The Decision to Return Without Warning

After fifteen years, I finally had enough savings to return home comfortably.
My children were older now.
My eldest was approaching adulthood, and the youngest was no longer the little girl I had kissed goodbye at the airport.
I wanted to surprise them.
I imagined Daniel opening the gate and running toward me.
I imagined my children screaming with excitement.
I imagined Grace embracing me and laughing because she had never expected me to arrive without calling first.
So I decided not to tell anyone.
I bought gifts for the children, clothes for Daniel, and a beautiful handbag for my sister.
I packed everything carefully.
During the journey, I barely slept.
My mind kept returning to the same thought.
Soon, I would finally be home.
When the plane landed, I felt as though fifteen years of waiting had suddenly disappeared.
I took a deep breath and smiled.
I was going to see my family.
At least, that was what I believed.









