Chapter 34 Room 45: Inside A Match Box 4

• BY 7: 25 PM OF THAT SAME day of his birthday when he left after the phone call and text message from Mat … Abram narrated the night in Room 45. According to his diary he said, it is an experience I will continue to write about in hundreds, thousands and millions words until death takes my life. I love Mathew Gozie. He is one asshole whose gods are something I must continue to write on in my diary.
• It is like a poem I came across in a library I visited, “Your Dog Don’t Lie.” It is a poem that relieves me of the burden of regrets. It is a poem that made me confess how I love Mat Gozie. In fact, it is a poem, I think, the poet wrote, feeling the harm and danger as Mat will say, and ‘contraband creatures’ like us faced in society, where morality is in the highest order. “It is a society living in the shadow of religion,” Mat said.
• Abram’s narration: