I was still on my bed when Maggie called. Usually, I woke up very early to put somethings in place before leaving for work but my night wasn't a placid one. I was disturbed about the recent evils that had been befalling us. So l didn't know good sleep at all. Her call woke me up aggressively. It was so loud and annoying. My phone was just right beside me that morning. I was chatting with some old friends when sleep snatched me from the interaction I was having with them. Maggie never called that early except it was an emergency or something that needed quick attention. It was really strange. I picked up the call to hear what she had to say. I kept mute as I listened carefully to all that she had to say to me. She couldn't even speak straight until after many repeated "calm down". Malid's face beamed with joy after the success of the operation. He was so glad that his dreams were finally unfolding into the reality that he had always imagined. He rewarded the gang with double the pa

It was just like a dream. Paula was now married to the love of her life - Dire. The wedding ceremony was a huge success. It went really smooth and without any itch at all. It was the happiest day of their lives. Trina attended the wedding. She testified to the "loudness" of the wedding ceremony. I was also invited to witness the big event but I felt too ashamed of myself. "How do I look her in the face at her wedding?" I asked myself. Trina did all she could do to convince me but my mind was made up already. I wouldn't go for the wedding and so did I. There was nothing she didn't say to make me change my mind but I simply ignored her. I waved as she took a cab looking really gorgeous in her dress as though she was a close relation to the bride or even the bride herself. Lizzy and Mama kept on waiting for the arrival of Uloma but it seemed she had made the United Kingdom her permanent place of residence. She wouldn't come back home and this really disturbed Mama. There was no mon

She had so many regrets. The first was the fact that she left the country without letting any member of her family know about it. She didn't think that such a thing would provoke Mama so much. She was only trying to "oppress" Lizzy and make her regret lavishing the money they were able to loot from Emeka. Little did she know that she was herself digging her own grave.Emeka did not get any better. He was still the vagabond that was becoming very popular everywhere on the streets. His life knew no meaning. He was caged in penury and no one claimed to be his family or close relation. He was just roaming about the place in madness. Uloma thought of him and everytime she did, she got really scared. She felt like she was behind Emeka's predicaments and she wondered if God could ever forgive her for doing evil to a fellow human like her. The receptionist was no longer picking up Uloma's call. She was one of the main reasons why Uloma decided to return back home. The receptionist only kep

Maggie walked to the door very fearfully. She took one step with millions of fear wrapped around her tiny legs. She turned on the lights in the living room but that didn't make any difference. As soon as the kidnappers realized that the lights were on, they hid themselves behind Maggie's car, hoping that she would be out in no time. Now, the sound stopped. Maggie was relieved a bit from the tension that was about to cause her heartache. Back then in school, Maggie was Malid's favourite girl. They met during the usual registration for new students. Maggie had just been admitted to the Department of Accounting while Malid, the Department of Computer Science and Technology. Malid followed Maggie everywhere she went. He was so desperate about making her his girlfriend. Maggie liked him too but just as a friend. She didn't have any feeling for him or looked forward to having a romantic relationship with him. There was absolutely nothing that he didn't do to get her but Maggie remained a

The prison yard became very noisy. Prisoners were chit chatting in wonder. It was a pathetic case. Aunty Raina's family were summoned by the police men. They broke the news of her death to them and led them to the mortuary where her body would be kept until they were ready for burial. When the news of Aunty Raina's death reached me, I sighed in pity. It wasn't until three months later that her husband died. She just kicked the bucket like that without saying a proper goodbye to her family. Her family took her body to the mortuary in shame and she was buried just the next day. Her children mourned and wept like it was all over. They had lost both of their parents in just one year. It was a thing of sorrow and they couldn't do anything but mourn. Close relatives were there to cheer them up and assure them of a bright future. But that wasn't enough. There was no volume of comfort that would bring them back to life. They just had to press on with faith that they will be fine again. I la