Rain Check
A woman in my position is not supposed to desire the touch of a man. I shouldn’t miss the warmth of a body beside me, or the intimacy found only in the solace of a beloved. Nobody says it to...
A woman in my position is not supposed to desire the touch of a man. I shouldn’t miss the warmth of a body beside me, or the intimacy found only in the solace of a beloved. Nobody says it to...
"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...
“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...
Contd. from part 2 Their wellington boots crushed the dried leaves and branches in their path. Amoako swung his machete across the Guinea grass that bracketed the narrow route from his farm to his house. Dino followed behind, whistling a...
“Class, what do we call a guy who spends his money paying for his girlfriend’s school fees?” “Sir me!” Akoto shot up from the stool, hand still raised. “Sir please he’s an Ofui.” Both men screamed and fell to the...