It was as if someone poured water all over my body. In a minute my clothes, my very sexy clothes I had chosen for this occasion were drenched. My trousers stuck to my bum. My hair started to come undone from the bun and slide down my back. Doreen brought the papers forward. Nigel brought out his platinum fountain pen and offered it to Greg at the same time Eke handed him a sleek black one from his jacket pocket. …
I sat down on my bed, picked up the receiver and dialled four digits. When the beep told me I was connected I entered my thirteen digits. I could feel my pulse travel through my clenched …
There is something that happens to you when life doesn’t work out the way you plan it. This thing it lives and breathes in your head and your guts, twisting about this way and that, warping …
For AM and SA_girl. I added one line just for you. See if you can spot it! ** “Ow! I will kill you, you fucker!” I struggled with Greg, while he delivered three more …
I am not sure how I hadn’t looked around the first time I arrived; maybe I was too excited at seeing Greg again, but I remembered making an offhand remark about being introduced to his roommate. …
My mother came in while I was packing. She watched me a while, fingering the stacks of clothing folded neatly on the floor. “You are not packing these?” she asked after a while. “No, mummy. You …
I waited outside Belinda’s compound in my car for a long while, going through what I wanted to say in my head. Things had a way of getting all jumbled up when I spoke to her; …
“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 …
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 …
“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’ …
