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Submitted to Contest #52
Twenty minutes before my marriage, I find my mother and my fiancé kissing passionately. It all seems like a Hollywood nightmare. It was almost unbelievable and I even tried to reason it out for my mom and Jack. But no excuse seems reasonable. The man of my dreams for almost four years and twenty minutes to our wedding. It all falls like a house of cards. If you were me, what will you do? I met Jack at University in my final years. It was almost like a dream come through when I met him. He was saintly, almost black like the coffee teal. H...
Grandpa Akume laughs. For the fifth time in a month, his seven grandsons trapped with him for holidays are fighting over who is better. And rather than be the exception, this case is even more violent than the past encounters. All his grandchildren had their personal characters that were worth emulating, but they were blind to that fact and they wanted to be the jack of all trades. Tonight, he decided he would tell the story that his own grandfather had told his own father. Though old, he knew this fable would do far more good to his g...
Submitted to Contest #50
It was a gloomy Tuesday. The sky was ring wormed with white patches on the blue ceiling of the sky. The weather forecast had stated that rain would fall for the past four days. As if knowing this, the elements of the earth failed to heed to this man’s forecasting; rather threatening to fall at any split seconds. Monica waited calmly in the Nigerian restaurant on the raucous streets of Rio De Janeiro, her compatriot boyfriend-Gbenga, who had asked for her presence in the restaurant where they had first met. She didn’t know what it was about, ...
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