Elizabeth sat on the couch. She had killed a cockroach some moments ago, before increasing the volume of the sitting room television, and when she looked towards the side where she had watched the cockroach quiver to death, it was not there anymore! While she was still holding the remote control towards the tv, her … Continue reading Total Guilt
When they walked into the living room holding hands just as Bola and his fiancée had done, the room fell silent. Mrs. Daramola couldn’t combine the look of barely contained elation and contentment on her niece’s face with the tear streaks lining them but Lola’s mother merely looked between Kole and her daughter and smiled, … Continue reading What He Said…(Part 6 – Final)
The guests were beginning to disperse. It was very late and the party had been a huge success. And Lola came after all. Bola watched her from where he stood on the veranda. She was seated at one of the tables that had been set up in the garden for dinner, sipping a glass of … Continue reading What He Said…(Part 5)
The place was set. Mrs. Tosin Daramola, Bola’s mother, had jokingly commented earlier that morning on how she wished Bola would go through so many pains to make her house look like it did for the party, on a regular basis. The decorations were mostly in soft colors; light yet very appealing as the … Continue reading What He Said…(Part 4)
“Guy, you’re making this thing too much of a big deal. Lola adores you; I’m sure she’ll come around.” Bola sighed, for what seemed to be the fiftieth time that afternoon. He had asked his four closest friends to meet with him to discuss some final details of the party arrangements—and also to calm his … Continue reading What He Said…(Part 3)
They arrived, at Bola’s house, to the absence of electrical power waiting to welcome them. “Henry!” Bola called for the security guard as soon as he and Lola alighted from the vehicle. “Oga I dey come abeg, make I quick close this stubborn gate.” “No one has time for that, just answer me … Continue reading What He Said…(Part 2)
There was a heavy and almost palpable tension in the car. It weighed most on Bola. He stole a peek at her from the corner of his eye, trying his hardest not to turn his neck. She was still facing the window, she still had her arms folded tightly over her chest…and she was still … Continue reading What He Said…