Innocence Sweet, precious innocence caught me in a very emotional place. I sat in the bus earlier this evening, bemoaning the unhealthy financial state of my pocket, trying to control the lethargic feeling of being broke that was creeping up on me. This lady comes in with two children, seats beside me and does that… Continue reading #StoriesOfJuly: Chinenye’s Chronicles
Day: July 31, 2019
#StorieOfJuly: Rage
Lotanna was not one to pay attention to dreams, else he would have given more than scant consideration to the dream of the quicksand. He unhurriedly packed his suitcase, a lazy smile played on his face. He could almost taste Mama’s Achi soup. He frowned. He hoped Cheche had not deemed it fit to intercept… Continue reading #StorieOfJuly: Rage
