For All That’s in A Name’s Worth
Padade sat too close to the fireplace. He needed all the warmth he could get from this harsh, cold world. A...
THE GUILT PANGS
“Where do babies come from?” Gift asks. “Huh?” “Babies.’ She pouts and throws her hands out in innocent curiosity. ‘Erm, where...
NO MORE STORIES TONIGHT, OR EVER
The evening breeze stings Ade’s bare chest coolly as he leans against the gate post. His multi-coloured, striped polo shirt...
ARTILLUCINATION
Olu stared stolidly at the unfinished portrait of Chief Obi’s late mother in his poorly illuminated studio. A sole, white...
CHAPTER 9: A POT OF SURPRISE
I woke up with a start the next morning in my clothes, in a strange bed. It took me some...
CHAPTER 8: Awash With Shame
She just sat with a look of concentration on her face. If only I knew what was going on in...
CHAPTER 6: One Good Samaritan
Talking is therapeutic for me. As I narrated my experience, it sounds like a story even to me but it...
CHAPTER 5: NARROW ESCAPE
I had no idea where the footpath led but as far as I could see, there were no turns off...
CHAPTER 4: Epileptic seizures
I was not hypnotized but I felt transfixed by the whole drama. Something told me not to join their prayers...
Chapter 3: A pack of lies
I did not want to interfere and it appeared that as they were dragging the conversation, we were going to...
