Behind the eclipse -Sample reading

George is now working in a clinic in Peyneseville. On Sundays he is volunteering at a missionary school in his community. He still does not know what to say whenever the boys ask about their mother. ‘I often say she is serving God beyond the rainbow, and George II waves at the clouds and call Mama whenever I yell at him for something,’ he said during a telephone conversation.
It looks like daughter of Kumba—Yaema had filled the gap created by the death of Princes. On Sundays two boys go to church with their farther while Yaema is following her Koran studies at home.
When I revisited George in March 2016, he said.
‘I want my story to be heard by the entire world that the life is a battle which one has to fight even when in the jaws of defeat and one can`t be selfish to give it up as it is for those whom we love and care for.’
His smile was welcoming and his eyes were filled with determination.
‘These smiles are the reason for everything.’ He embraced his three children.
‘God bless you!’ He said when I was about to go.
‘Sir, do not disclose my real name but my story!’ He added.
‘Yes, I will not,’ I promised.
‘Now, Ludo time.’ George II sounded demanding.
‘After my studies,’ I heard the voice of Yaema.