Working Mum.

  Amarachi frantically perused at herself in the mirror to make sure her face was evenly spread with the baked powder sitting mouth-open on her hand. She turned to grab her wig, she combed it with the pink sparsely toothed brush and flung it over her head. The wing’s curly tip bounced excitedly as Amara…

CHIEFS’ WAR _PT2

CHIEFS’ WAR PART 2. “Olowo ori mi (my husband) what happened dear? How did the conference go?” asked Mama again, with more emotion singing out of her voice. “Is it not that good for nothing Chief Arugbololaye?” baa’mi blew vex-fully. “What about him?” Mama asked in a voice counter to his own. “He humiliated me…

CHIEFS’ WAR _PT 1

    CHIEFS’ WAR The knock on the door was as though the knocker intends to break down the security-proof metal door. “Molara check who it is” Mama commanded in a low voice. Her head crooked. Her face over exaggerates her wide eyes. Suspicion scattered on her face like the stars on a nighty night’s…

Mission Gone Wrong.

You entered the uncompleted building with a start. How smart of them to hide in a building such as this. You paused to observe, like detective would say, “observe before you swing to action”. You kicked the empty bottles of whisky and Hennessey to make way. Your black leather booth grind on one bottle that…

Nabbed Under the Sun. Part 1

“Oga give me my change,” I said to the keke driver, whose face seemed to have been redesigned by scars and bruises. Progenies of a fight I guess – maybe several. “Which kind change?” he roared back, looking at me with the edge of his eyes. Before I could say Jack, the keke zoomed off.…

All Men are Liars. Part 2

“I love you from here,” he stuck his chest with his right hand. “And I want the best for you. So if you don’t want this, though I am hurt, but it’s fine.” He continued watched the movie, holding his head in his hand like one who boards a bus from Ajah to Oshodi and…