A stone’s throw from the sea - Meshack Asare

The usual lazy yawn of the sea turned into an angry howl. The coconut leaves flapped and rustled, swaying desperately in the wind.

We are all here and happy today because of one brave, little man –and his dog.

We don’t think it is wise to bring that boy of yours out here. It is unlucky enough to have the likes of him in the village. We doubt if the Lagoon Spirit is pleased to have him sitting here as well! We think you must keep him in your compound.