While she was still trying to get over the shock of the new revelation, when Tony’s best friend called for her. The doctor had news for them. Tabade had died, Tinu had survived. But she may never be able to use her legs again, the doctor said. —— Tinu explained how she had felt uncomfortable […]Read more "Rays From An Eclipsed Sun IV"
Prologue. Tabade never came to pick her up later than planned. He never did. The time read 9:05 pm and still, he was nowhere to be found. Samantha paced around the room, trying his number over and over again; still she could not reach him. She pinged her best friend Tinu, to nag again about […]Read more "Rays from an Eclipsed Sun. Prologue"
“Nosaaaaa…oh no…Nosa who did this to you?” I asked. As long as I remember, this has been the question on my mind. As the nurse injected me once more, I had the same dream I had been having for some nights now.Mama had died from shock. My lawyer had pleaded mental insanity hence I was […]Read more "Strange Faces. Epilogue"
Part 2. All of us had agreed there would be neither squatters nor male visitors. We also agreed that our female visitors should not sit on the bed of other room mates. Nonye passed the motion and I seconded it. “Nonye what’s the meaning of this? I mean did I ask you to choose the […]Read more "Strange Faces. II"
Part 1. “Mama, I just gained admission to study in Uniben!” I exclaimed. After seven years of writing JAMB I finally made it. My mother is a widow. My father died in the civil war. She often says that Nosa and I are all she’s got. She often says that only the tough get going […]Read more "Strange Faces. I"
Part 3. “Anita talk to me. Who wrote you those letters? If he’s not a coward why would he let you take the heat alone. Hian!” Dumebi pressed on and on. He’s not a coward. He just told Sister Nela he wrote those letters. Will Dumebi believe me? “I’m in pains Dumebi, I will give […]Read more "A pen. A pad. A scarf. My glasses. The clock.III"
Part 2. Saint Mary’s Secondary School was a school for the rich and for the gifted. Automatic scholarship was given to applicants who could pass the entrance exams, while the others had to pay N200 per term. In the 70’s, this was pretty exorbitant, hence only the rich folks could send their wards there. You […]Read more "A pen. A pad. A scarf. My glasses. The clock. II"
Part 1.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 […]Read more "A pen. A pad. A scarf. My glasses. The clock. I"