Mother of the bride, Theodora Ahenful, marched purposefully towards the empty wedding car. The racket of feuding families dimmed with every step. A few meters away, guests loitered the church compound. At the mercy of the sweltering heat, they wiped...
It’s the first Sunday of the new year. In the town of Berekuso, parishioners of St. Mark’s catholic church, dressed in their Sunday best, yawn on their way to church. As always, the Christmas season has been a marathon of...
"I wish I could assure you of a happy ending, but the truth is, I don’t know how this will turn out. You took a chance marrying Philip. And that’s what it comes down to. A step of faith. You have to answer some questions about your husband, about yourself. Are you willing to take that step for him, do whatever it takes? How far are you willing to go? Are you willing to do the work? Is he? That's how you make your decision.”
“That's the problem, isn't it? Instead of holding people to higher standards, we all agree that doing the wrong thing is the norm and make allowances for that. There are no consequences for breaking vows so people run roughshod over their partners with impunity. Then they celebrate a golden jubilee, what should really be fifty years of bondage, with pomp and pageantry, while their children, who haven't got a clue what a good partnership looks like, go on to perpetuate the gruesome cycle over and over again.”
Contd. from part one “Sure, and you are …?” The woman paused. “You said you’re his wife?” “Yes.” Silence.“My daughter, I had no plans of telling you any of this. But I’m a mother, and a wife. And if...
Hey there. I’m starting a series of short stories under the title Sons & Daughters. There will be at least three stories. I will strife to keep the narrative tight, exploring some societal norms and expectations. If you happen...
I’m a pretty… nice guy. I mostly live a carefree fun life. Why not? I'm blessed with a good wife, a great job and near perfect children. I'm having the time of my life, and it shows. You’d like me if you met me. Just not today. Today, I’m sitting a conference room, morose, ruminating on the fickleness of life. We're here today and gone the next. Sometimes without warning. It sucks, you know. Even if you win the lottery and live forever, there’s so much we have to live with. The heartbreaks, betrayals. Loss.
“Babe.” Joojo dragged his face off the pillow and turned towards the sound of his wife’s voice. “Hm?” “We have to go.” “What?” “It’s coming.” A jolt shot through his brain, forcing his eyes wide open. Animwaa was leaning against...