In this fictional piece by Cash Onadele (Aiyeko-ooto), we find that in
the rain forests, among Yoruba people, they have a saying - "aajo ju owo
loo" (care is greater than money). There, politics kept them in
darkness, centuries behind the clock of modern times. Strangely, it was
there that Mojisola was planted, in a career that took her to their
homes and hearts. A decade ago, she lost her first chance at love and
motherhood. Now, the pandemic struck, a global lockdown was imposed. She
managed the Pandemic Isolation Center and had to make a crucial life and
death decision. Does this lead to depression, death or a new path to
love? What do we learn of power, corruption, love, death and morality in
this short story?