Read about Femi and Donnie’s budding relationship. Who will Donnie eventually settle for?
Luke’s arm was around my shoulder as we walked to our room after dinner. Aunty Teju assigned rooms, and she … More
“Pass the salt, Paul” John requested of his first son from his position at the head of the table. It … More
Annie tried to quicken her pace to catch up with Matthew, their neighbour and Pastor’s son. Her mum was busy … More
Annie lifted the trash bin and was about to step out of the apartment when Marian, her flat mate called … More
Auggie Pullman is a ten year old boy born with a defect called Treacher-Collin syndrome; which affected his facial features and his physiological being. To survive, he had to undergo 27 surgeries; some to help him breathe, hear, see and most, to make him look better.
“And that’s my daughter, Anthonia.”
Luke extended a hand to her with a smile. “Ha, the lovely Anthonia. I’ve heard so much about you, I feel like I know you already.”
“Yet, I’ve heard almost nothing about you.” She responded before taking the extended hand.
My phone rang beside me that evening, as I was contemplating all that happened at Dinner. The shower was running, … More
The car I brought is his. You are welcome to check the papers.”
“Could have been rented and forged.” She tackled me.
“Dotun brought his bag out of the car trunk. His things are in there.”
“Anyone can buy a duffel bag and fill it with men’s clothes.” She popped a shrimp in her mouth, while giving me an evil smile.
“I can call him and make him speak to everyone right now.”
“Probably an arrangement with…”
“Miss Donnie, you have a visitor.” One of the resort’s attendant interrupted Tonia’s tirade.
I turned to look at the attendant. He was staring at me.
“I’m sorry, you said what?”
“You have a visitor. He’s waiting right outside the door.” He gestured at the glass doors of the dining room.
I wiped my mouth with a napkin. “Who is it?”
“So, are you an Oxford graduate?”
“Princeton actually. First and second degree in Business management. It wasn’t what I wanted to do, but my parents wanted the best for me, so I didn’t complain.”
I gawked like a fish, opening my mouth and closing it. “You’re an Ivy League graduate? Holy Shit.”
“Aunty Deola please don’t swear. And since when did shit become holy?” Dotun piped from the backseat.