Category Stories
The manuscript – chapter 2 Shantel stepped down from the plane at Murtala Muhammed International Airport, Lagos and took in her environment. Everything seemed to be exactly as she left it, she couldn’t single out any obvious change. But then… Continue Reading →
“Good afternoon,” she greeted. “Good afternoon,” he replied, regaining himself. Then she smiled that deadly smile again. He expected her to let him in but when she just kept on regarding him calmly, he realized she was waiting for an… Continue Reading →
The house stood at the beginning of a cul-de-sac in Omole part of Lagos, sturdy and majestic. The building has succeeded in emanating a contrast of luxury and homeliness. Even though it spelt wealth at first glance, underlying that, it… Continue Reading →
“Hello,” Pamilerin said again when he heard nothing from the other side. “I’m sorry, I’m just shocked. I didn’t expect to get this call.” “Oh”, he said, “It was an interesting read actually, you did a good job. And we… Continue Reading →
This was what she wanted, Sandra reminded herself as she scrubbed the plates in the sink. This was exactly her choice, so she had no place for complaint. Nobody had persuaded her to take this job and her father hadn’t… Continue Reading →
2013 Lagos, Nigeria. Pamilerin swirled in the big chair he occupied at the head of his round mahogany desk. He picked up the manuscript he had previously deserted and studied it again with bewilderment. In his two years as the… Continue Reading →
Prologue Lagos, Nigeria October 10, 1989 The lady watched the children closely and bid her time. She was not in a hurry; she was more interested in results. She knew enough about how people goofed when they weren’t patient enough…. Continue Reading →
There he stood under the Scorching midday sun in his white shirt and green pants… Cleaning off the sweat that trickled down his face… The heat wouldn’t bother him now, he had something better on his mind. “He was now… Continue Reading →
She regarded her classmates with gross irritation and anger. How dare they be so happy when she was devastated? They really got her dander up with what she considered their moronic perkiness. She wondered what they were so happy about…. Continue Reading →
Nene had been toying with ending it all for quite sometime and it seemed an opportunity had finally presented itself. Nene was depressed, very depressed, had been for a while. She had somehow been holding up but now, she was… Continue Reading →