“Oh. Agyapomaa…is this how you keep your room? No wonder my son didn’t fight me as hard when I demanded he break up with you.” Madame Okoye kicked a silk blouse to the side with the …
Category: Lover of Her Sole
Someone was pounding on the door. Ewurade*, why wouldn’t they stop? It was like a thunderstorm shaking a small forest. Why so vicious? Just stop it already! “Pomaa! Pomaa, open the door now!” Silence. “Pomaa, we …
Are you ready? Yes. I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. Good. Don’t be late. I’m anxious to see you. Meet me in the center of the gardens. Me too. See you soon! Pomaa’s heart rammed …