Suddenlyitoccurredtomethat I was driving on a road which, even by Lagos standards, was notorious for snarling traffic - the Oshodi to Apapa expressway.
He put on the red moccasin that he had taken off some time before, when I was still standing on our balcony, and this somehow dissipated any air of helplessness he might have had, and itoccurredtomesuddenlythat the conversation might end.