I rose up to go forward. My feet would not cooperate. I stood in place. Like a pole. Pitch-black darkness. Others moved about. I could hear the sounds of their feet. Giggles, nervous laughters. “Ssssh.” [...]
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Nov 062011
I put my food aside, picked up a magazine and flicked through as I waited to be summoned. Time moved ever so slowly and I found myself looking at the clock every few minutes. I, [...]
Nov 032011
He came bearing gifts: yams, bunches of plantain and freshly smoked catfish. “I hear you are leaving today” he said “Yes,” I replied “I want to thank you for keeping my secret” I wished to [...]
Oct 082011
FROM PART 4: “Kitan, stop shouting alright. Sound carries in this house, Lamide might hear you.” “Oluseeni, I don’t give a damn! Stop giving excuses! Answer my question!” “Kitan, please forget Lucy. Stop shouting ehn. [...]
Oct 062011
FROM PART 3: “But just imagine if I had packed my things that time and taken the children and stormed out of the marriage. People would sympathize, of course, but then some silly girl would [...]
Sep 262011
FROM PART 2: “I’m sorry, Lucy which Babs is this?” “Uh! Chinelo, are you asking me that? How many men do we call Babs?” “Ehn! It’s a lie! Kitan’s Babs? The… em… em… the Owotomo [...]
Sep 222011
FROM PART 1: “I suppose I should just let Ayoola kill me once and for all. Right?” “Kitan, this is your problem, ehn. You always get so dramatic and make things complex. This is a [...]
Sep 142011
Abina glanced to her left and noticed something out of the ordinary. A model car, sleek as they came, sat on the concrete curb a few feet from her. How did it get there? The [...]
Sep 112011
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 [...]
Sep 082011
-1- “I mean it’s just aww-ful! God have mercy on us. You know M’s cousin Wale right? The one who works with the DFID? Yes, him. He actually had an appointment to be at the [...]
It started so innocently. It was just a comment that I made but it smarted and you replied with more venom than the words I’d spoken deserved. I was furious at your response and rather [...]
Aug 202011
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 [...]
Aug 142011
Game of Play. . . . Jeta’s brow cocked as his fiancée, Omotola Sawyerr, strolled into his office, shutting the door after her. As always, she looked just like she was dressed for a [...]
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