You alight from the school bus and walk slowly into the house. Despite being just nine years old, you have your own key. Father won’t be home until seven so you have the house to yourself. You go straight into your room to change from your school clothes. Mother always insisted on this but even … Continue reading Meeting Mother
I had found my wife. However, all that changed the day she invited me to her church. Here, I must take a moment to tell you about my religious life. On a scale of 1 – 10, if I were being generous, I would peg it at 1.5. Sure, I believe in God and all … Continue reading The Story of My Ex-Girlfriend (Part 2 of 2)
Someone once said that tingly feeling you get when you like someone is simply common sense leaving your body, but with Bimpe, I didn’t mind. I could have become so devoid of common sense that I would turn into a blubbering idiot and yet, it wouldn’t have bothered me. The first day I saw her … Continue reading The Story of My Ex-Girlfriend (Part 1 of 2)
ILE IFE, 1781 Adio stormed down the path to Baba Ifa’s compound in a huff, oblivious to the brilliant midday sunshine and the cacophony of birds in the nearby bushes. How dare he? He thought furiously. That useless son of a mere slave! “By the gods, I will exact my revenge,” he swore to the … Continue reading Ifa Knows
When I woke up on Saturday morning, I showered quickly, had breakfast – leftover beans from the previous night – and rummaged in my wardrobe for my acting costumes. I came up with a stick-on moustache, some dark powder and a thick afro wig. They were just perfect for what I had in mind. I … Continue reading The Result of a Bad Result (Part 2 of 2)
‘Exam timetable is out, have you seen it?’ I had just finished playing football that evening when I heard the statement that makes my blood run cold each time. Exam timetable is out. Exam period was such an unwelcome period at this time of my life. At any time of my life. There is absolutely … Continue reading The Result of a Bad Result (Part 1 of 2)
“So what do you think about her?” Leke asked. It was such a strange question. Off the top of my head, I didn’t know what to tell him. It wasn’t that my feelings about Kathy were ambivalent. No, sire. They were certain as anything in this world can be. But then. You might wonder why … Continue reading Two Guys And A Bride
Dupe spied her husband as he stepped into the bathtub. She wasn’t allowed to raise her head to look at him these days. He had just come from work and was about to take his evening bath. She looked back at the mirror and concentrated on drying her hair with the electric hairdryer. Vincent claimed … Continue reading Violence!
Tope Babalola sat on his bed, studying the business case his Project Manager sent to his email. As he grew older, he noticed that he needed less and less sleep so he put the extra waking hours to good use. He succeeded in getting more work done. He also succeeded in irritating his personal secretary … Continue reading The Paradox (Part 2 of 2)
Chuks Madike knew he had to kill his father-in-law. What he had not decided on was the method. He couldn’t burst into the man’s house totting a gun Scarface style or anything dramatic like that. It had to be a clandestine murder and since he didn’t trust anyone, he had to do it himself. He … Continue reading The Paradox (Part 1 of 2)
A BETTER DAUGHTER Some mornings, you wake up miserable and petrified. You recall your life history and it all seems like one big horror slideshow. You feel the weight of your sorry existence pressing down on your lungs so much that you can hardly breathe. On days like this, you feel so low that you … Continue reading A Better Daughter
EPILOGUE Anike woke up the day after her wedding and immediately realized she was in bed alone. She felt the panic rising somewhere in the pit of her stomach. Where is my husband? She wondered. Maybe he already hates being married to me and has bolted. She clumsily jumped out of bed and pulled her … Continue reading Maiden’s Cross (Epilogue)
The next day after breakfast, Mama introduced Anike to her close friend, Mrs. Aderibigbe who looked just as elderly and distinguished as Mama. They were seated in the shade of the mango tree on the front lawn. Mrs. Aderibigbe had just started a Non-Governmental Organization called Women in Charge. She told Anike that the NGO … Continue reading Maiden’s Cross 13
Alhaji Folorunso couldn’t sleep. He turned on his bed for the umpteenth time that night to check the luminous dials of his gold Rolex. 2:56 a.m. It was 2:49 the last time he checked and that seemed like an hour ago, not seven minutes. Surely, the watch was working properly. Or was it?He was fed … Continue reading Alhaji and the Licence to Kill
As soon as the Alitalia plane took off, Anike removed her seat belt and stretched her legs. She reclined her seat in a bid to get more comfortable and promptly started thinking about Stephan. He had not even accompanied her to the airport. He claimed he had an urgent meeting with the contractor of his … Continue reading Maiden’s Cross Episode 12