Cold Comfort (a short story)

Maryam sighed as she stepped off the prayer mat. Pulling the hijab off her head, she looked at the clock. “I’ve warned Aisha to stop staying out so late. That girl never listens. She likes to have her way. But I will teach her a lesson she will never forget today.” Maryam stomped into the … Continue reading Cold Comfort (a short story)

Motive (a short story).

They say time heals all wounds, but in my case, time rubbed salt deep into the wound. What the heck was Kunle doing at my engagement ceremony? Even worse, he was here with that…backstabber?! The moment I saw them, I felt a deep pain in my heart. My feet froze on the dance floor and … Continue reading Motive (a short story).

The Night Shift – a short story to celebrate the International Day of the Girl Child.

I mounted my motorcycle to make my way back home. My job was done for the day, or rather night. I longed to collapse upon my fluffy bed. The cool early morning breeze blew against my hair and caressed my cheeks. The clock had barely struck five. At the bus stop, I noticed her - … Continue reading The Night Shift – a short story to celebrate the International Day of the Girl Child.

The little things (2)

Last Sunday, as Tochi drove the vehicle to church, it kept jerking vigorously and making a clanking sound. I feared that the tyres might give way or the engine might just fall out of place. At times, the engine revved in an unusual manner while other times, it slowed down on its own. Tochi kept … Continue reading The little things (2)

The little things (1)

I dread Sundays. It's usually an awful day of the week for me. Okay….Maybe that came out wrong, but I mean it. Don't get it twisted. I totally love everything about church; from the pulpit to the pews- the prayers, praises, sermon, congregation- EVERYTHING! However, I'd rather go to church in anything but my husband’s … Continue reading The little things (1)