In the twinkling of an eye Folake and Tolu are
lined up along with millions of others on either side of a highway of sorts.
At least it looks like a highway, except it is paved in perfect white and
light-blue marble.
Although there are so many people, the feeling of
discomfort that one often gets when one is in a crowded area or a large
gathering seems nonexistent. Rather, each person seems to have all the space in
the world—and yet there are so many.
There is a distinct air of total freedom about this
place—a sense of a new beginning—and yet each and every person in this happy
procession feels as though he or she is walking towards something that is
strangely familiar, as though heading home. They all know that something or
everything has changed—that life will never be the same as it was before. But
though they feel elated, none dares to believe or even imagine the
unimaginable.
