Dearest Jupiter,It's been awhile and I don't even know where to start.  A lot has happened in the intervening years, you can say I've grown up.  I'd like to think I'm wiser and smarter.  Mama has passed away, I heard about it on the grapevine.  Well actually, I got a letter from Yinka asking me to come home for the funeral.  I didn't go, apart from the fact that I never want to set foot in that village again, I've seen enough death and lost too many to want to put myself through the drama of her funeral.  Not that I grieved for her, her actions are too indelibly seared into my consciousness for me to feel anything but acrimony.  I'm begining to think I need therapy.Well moving on swiftly, I found the journal I wrote to you and decided to publish it.  Don't ask me why, I read it [...]