“Hello Greg’s phone.” “Hello, this is Abby. Could I…?” “I’m sorry, Greg is not in at the moment. Can I take a message?” “Eke? This is Abby. Could I speak to Greg please?” “I’m sorry but …
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I felt as if I passed the whole week the same way; sleep, wake up, bathe, eat, sleep. All the while I was aware of my mother’s presence hovering just outside the corner of my eye. …
“You have nothing to say for yourself, huh bitch?” “What is that supposed to mean?” I said pointing at the button on the floor. Belinda cackled. She tossed her head back and gave the most dramatic …
Secret recollections of Lerato permeated every corner of Khalid’s home. A perfect pink ribbon that had once fallen out of her hair sat in his sock drawer. A blurry 3 x 5 picture of her junior …
“What?” I asked, stepping away from Wes. “I’m serious Abby, I want to be with you all the time. I am crazy about you. I keep thinking about you, us in your flat in London. ‘Abbylissima’ …
The noisy whir of the ceiling fan was irritating, but Lera welcomed the diversion. It kept her from having to stare at the top of her interviewers oily, balding head. Was that ringworm? She couldn’t be …
I could not take my eyes away from the TV screen. The more I listened, the more it seemed like someone was dunking my head repeatedly into a bucket of water, the words swished and faded …
From the road, I saw smoke darkening the afternoon sky. My heart dissolved into my chest, liquefied by apprehension. A ringing filled my ears. Staring at the smoke, I forgot to work my hands and …
The sun leapt out of darkness and slapped Lerato in the face with its rays. She cracked her eyelids just enough to let the light in and shut them quickly. She groaned and rolled her, head …
Lerato nervously poured herself a glass of wine, knowing that it would reduce her inhibitions. She was such a light weight. “Would you like a glass?” “I probably shouldn’t,” Khalid replied. “I’ll have to drive home …