She checked the bedside clock for the umpteenth time. It was only 2 am and yet it seemed like she had been sleeping since forever. She threw off the bed cover and stretched herself. He stirred and she hoped he wouldnt wake up. He had told her never to wake him before 5.30am. Something … Continue reading The day she left. Part 1
This is not the usual housewife- only story. It’s for everyone one, not just as a reading pleasure but also a call to help. This is a call to help the Helps. Ifeanyi has been living with the Ado family since he was 11 years old. HE lost his father as a young child and … Continue reading The Housewife series: 3
The kids were back from school. I had already prepared lunch so I dished it out and got them to eat even though my son, Bobby, would have preferred to play with the dog. Feeding and bathing them over, I left them in the sitting room with my husband, Chuks, and went into the room … Continue reading The Housewife Series:2
They are not difficult to point out as their outfits and mannerism clearly distinguishes them. They are the ones that look as if they just got out of the bed, wearing their hair net, which is supposed to be for the bedroom, and the over worn strapless gown that clearly indicates that it was once a … Continue reading The Housewife Series :1
Mazi Okama took a long drag of his homemade Utaba from his pipe, exhaled heartily and reclined against the bamboo chair. He closed his eyes and let his thoughts wander. The birds chirped over his head. The greetings of women returning from the market and the laughter of the children playing nearby all formed music … Continue reading Before the Ijele festival
The preacher’s voice droned over her head like the sound of a helicopter. She sat there, eyes fixed on the preacher as if he had her attention. Nnenna’s mind was drifting. She wasn’t keen on coming to church but she needed to make the appearances for the sake of her mother. Her mother, whom … Continue reading The little black book.
We ended up not reading the book he came with, which I knew was going to happen as there was no way I was going to read any book with my heart pumping as it was. We spent the first five minutes staring at each other and like moth to light; we were drawn in … Continue reading Lovestruck:2
I had felt some eyes following me all day long. It was the kind of eyes that went right inside you and left you feeling all warm inside. The eyes followed me right into the bus. It was long after lectures had ended and they were few students left in the compound so the bus … Continue reading Love Struck: 1
I was supposed to be angry but to my surprise, I was calm, too calm for my comfort. He did it again today. He came home late and to make matters worse, he walked into the house with the airs of an important person. Could be he was even expecting me to roll out the … Continue reading My Life; My Choice