He knocked on room 214. ‘Hold on,’ said a voice from within. There was a welcome mat and Oye made an exaggerated gesture of wiping his feet. The door opened and they went in. The [...]
May 022012
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Apr 262012
Seyi Jacobs waited. Water and soap dripped from his frame and he felt a sting in his right eye. He blinked, but did not move any other part of his body. Come on, you little [...]
Nov 162011
I love fiction. I read one short story a day and at least two books a month. I say this not to boast, but so that you believe me when I say I can recognise [...]