PHOTO PROMPT © Penny Gadd
“How did you find us, brother?,” asked Araba.
“Mother hid a family photo in my pack, which I have protected all of these years,” said Kwaku, as he pulled out a dog-eared photo. It was of all six of them, with their names, their city, and a date.
The quadruplets went to their parents’ home. Mother’s puffy red eyes swept theirs and stopped at Kwamu. Crying out, “My son!”
She and Kwaku clung to each other and wept with joy.
“Boss Kobby promised to teach you a trade. The photo was given to remember and to return some day.”
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