Category: FICTION WEEKLY

Emeka, … “Hello, who is speaking?” you asked. The lady did not have to rub the fact that she was right in your face – you couldn’t deny that curiosity…

Emeka, … After giving it some thought, you upturned the trash can. Its contents formed a pile before you, and you realised that you had exaggerated the thickness of the…

Emeka, … ‘That’s quite easy,’ you thought – you decided you were not going to call someone who dared you not to call them, especially one you did not know.…

Emeka, …   Grace’s reaction made your eyes dreamy – you needed to sleep over the bitter feeling it evoked, but you couldn’t return home lest you miss the lecture…

  Emeka, … You proceeded towards the bus stop in silence – you did not know how to ask for her number. The fact that you had just helped her…

    Emeka, …   “What’s up?” Grace winked at you when she realised your call had ended.   “One minute, dear. Count to sixty,” you assured her.   “Alright,”…

Emeka, … Grace did not look as good as she did the first time you saw her. She looked like she could use a cold bath and a good nap.…

  Emeka, … God gave you an early birthday gift on the second Friday, twenty-second, two days before your twenty-second birthday. You had gone to see Hassan but met his…

Emeka, As you walked to Mama Zeenat’s cafeteria, Hassan ate off your ears with lavish words for Grace. His reaction surprised you because it was not his way of talking…

Hassan, … Eventually, the rally started. You and your partner in crime followed the ladies, maintaining a distance within which you fed your lustful eyes to stupor. You exchanged comments…