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(Read part 1 here!). Bilkisu was the Head of Public Relations, and Elsie was a mere Assistant Manager. No other department had an Assistant Manager present at those meetings. The MD was making such a fuss because Elsie had written … Continue reading
‘Arghhhhhhh!’ There was a thud as he landed on the floor. She rolled her eyes and stifled her laughter. ‘My back!’ He groaned. ‘Hmmm, sorry dear. Are you alright?’ She tried to infuse as much concern into her voice as … Continue reading
‘Nooo, this cannot be happening! Not today!’ Bosede moaned, staring at the handful of braids which had come off along with her hair. She was in the process of getting ready for work and had decided to oil her scalp … Continue reading
The occasional sounds of cutlery meeting plates and muted conversations pierced through Bella’s subconscious. Peaches, a newly-established upscale restaurant in Abuja was buzzing with activity, with the Friday evening diners exuding a sense of cheer which she … Continue reading
Ameh watched Muri from the corner of her eye; she observed that his face was in ‘sincere mode’ as he listened with rapt attention to what Dr. Okonta, their marriage counselor, was saying. She thought about reaching out to pinch … Continue reading
Read Part 1 Here! Read Part 2 Here! The next Monday, Muri walked into Evergreen restaurant during his lunch break; it was 12.30pm. He was dreading this meeting, but it was long-overdue. He took responsibility for his part in the … Continue reading
Muri stretched and yawned as he opened his eyes. He rubbed them and sat up, glancing at the bed-side clock. It was 6:15 am. He switched on the light above the bed. He had to get up to go to … Continue reading
It was 4am on Saturday. Ameh stared at her reflection, as she often did when her mind was cloudy. This usually helped to clear her mind, but it was not working today. She was in her bedroom, seated … Continue reading