He was the torch bearer of the school’s legacy. He was the brightest in the galaxy. He was the Senior prefect.
I am old and gray. I am the mother of his dead child. I am the victim of Adam’s fall.
“It’s break time Anita, let’s go to the dining hall”. Dumebi never understood why I couldn’t join her for lunch. I had to always cover up on some subjects. I just could not read during prep.
I told him I wasn’t interested but he would not let me be.
Two weeks earlier, Senior Amaka had created a scene at Makama block. She called me horrible names chief of which was “boyfriend snatcher”! She read out the anonymous love letters she found in my box to the crowd gathering around her. I was finished!