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WHAT TEMI’S DEATH TAUGHT ME

When I got out of the airport, Ranti had my SUV stationed at the entrance. For one moment, my heart swelled with pride. I have money. Money is good. It solves all the problems in this world. Just show them your mint notes and gbam! doors unlock. Ranti jumped down from the car and rushed …

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FIGHTING TEMPTATIONS: A SHORT STORY

Bunmi slid her hand down to my chest but just before it reached my thigh, I grabbed her hand and pushed it away. She hissed and cat-walked to her seat. It took several seconds to stop the effect that touch had on me. My body shook with physical desire. Bunmi was an attractive young woman …

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BROTHER JOSHUA IS STALKING ME

 I was washing my clothes at the back of the hostel when I heard some sisters from my fellowship talking about a brother. His name is Joshua. I was in 400level when Joshua got admission into my school. We lived in the same area in Lagos and his mother had assigned me the duty of …

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WHO WILL MARRY YOU?

I’ve not eaten any home-made meal in three days. I can’t believe it myself because I don’t play with good food. I’m the kind of girl who’ll prepare edikaikong and semo the night before a major exam. I still remember the shock on the faces of my friends when on the morning of CHM 115 …

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I HAVE A BABY FOR YOU

Written by Ife-Grace I don’t get it. When I said No to Bro Yemi’s proposal, most of the sisters in the Executive unit took the matter personally…One even rolled her eyes at me in disgust. Abeg, can’t I make my choice? Hear what one sister said. ‘Who in her right frame of mind would say …

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THE CHOIRMASTER WANTS TO MARRY ME

Written by Ife-Grace I joined the choir because I loved to sing. In fact, Singing is the only consistent thing I’ve done in my life. I sing in the bathroom, on my way to school, in the kitchen and many times in my dreams. When I’m sad, I sing. When I’m excited, you’ll hear my …

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ON SUNDAY OF LAST WEEK : A SHORT STORY

On Sunday of last week, you walk down your street swinging your husband’s free hand while he holds your son with the other hand. You stand on tiptoe to kiss him on his cheeks. He pleads with you to stop. He says such actions are meant for the bedroom and not for public display. You …

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SOMETHING IS BURNING O!

It happened at our annual singles summit. I was sitting on the third row sad that the worship session had ended so quickly when Pastor Henry smiled and said; ‘Shake the hands of three persons and welcome them to the house of God.’ That was when I saw her. Nike. Our eyes met and then …

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CHOICES : A SHORT STORY

The interview was for 8am. But by 5:30 a.m, I was dressed and out of the house. This would be the third interview I’d be attending in a week and I was hoping that one of them would at least click.  At 33, what I wanted so badly was to move into my own rented …

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TO LOVE AND TO HOLD

I returned from the market tired and worn out. Thank God my husband was home. He met me at the door and took the sacks from my hands to the kitchen where we began to offload the things I had bought. ‘Imagine, I bought the onions for 2k.’ My huband’s eyes widened. ‘You don’t mean …

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