Alaran celebrated her virginity elaborately. Palm wine flowed freely. Food was in abundance. Her father and mother beamed from ear to ear.
At the time I met my sweetheart, at Tito’s cousin’s birthday bash, she was kinda seeing this bloke who seemed like a great guy. She had decided, after her last break up, to take things a bit slower, and that went well until I met Juwon.
It’s interesting to note that this drama started way back but nobody heard or said anything when I held the shorter end of the stick. The table turned and everyone suddenly had an opinion.
I had a busy morning. I needed to complete a task that was long overdue. I discarded every distraction and worked. It was either I was done with it or done. No other option. No food. No phone.
Her apprehension increased as her wedding day approached. She was being married off to a wealthy merchant to pay off her father’s debt.
At work, more times than I care to count, security personnel who don’t know me have mistaken me for a student, sometimes, even with my ID Card on; and the simple reason is because I look like a student!