He had gotten a call from her; she wanted to see him. After 14years of silence, it had been an obligation to meet with her. Age had treated her well but her eyes told a Read More
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Jun 122012
Wale sat in Mama Sikira’s buka as he awaited his order- bitter leaf soup and two wraps of amala, a bottle of cold stout stood open on his table. He had come straight to Mama Read More
May 172012
Dearest Mikki, I still remember the day you came. The doorbell rang – two short rings and a longer one, I rushed down the stairs with a ready hug for daddy. I flung myself at Read More