Episode 1 Episode 2 Episode 3 “Good morning, Itan.” Iyunade greeted in a smooth, singsong voice, her eyes bright and her teeth in full display. She sat on the table, crossed her legs in a way that revealed her smooth, light-skinned laps. Itanola struggled to keep his eyes off her thighs. He took a pamphlet...
Episode 1 Episode 2 Itanola mounted the podium amidst loud ovations. He was invited for a single’s forum organised by a Christian group in Ikorodu. “It’s great being in your midst,” Itanola’s voice boomed from the public address system. The hall was packed full with young adults. “I’ve had a great time listening to all...
Read Episode 1 “I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride,” the pastor’s voice echoed from the speakers planted at corners of the small church of barely fifty worshippers. The middle-aged pastor rested on the wooden pulpit that was placed at the center of the church. Itanola’s face radiated as he...
Bóládé omo Gbolagunte (Bolade, son of Gbolagunte) Ibiolagbajosi, osi parada. (Where wealth gathers and poverty disappears) Omo ekun to ba ekun ja o si na ekun (Son of a lion that fights a lion and defeats the lion) Eninwi gbogbo eyan gbosi lenu (One who speaks and everyone listens). Jádesólá remained on her knees in...
Tolani’s eyes were puffy, piles of mucus-filled tissue on her bedside table. This was not the first time Wale was doing this to her. It wasn’t even the third. She had lost count, yet she always went back begging. Wale was Tolani’s fiancé. Can we call him that? Let’s just say he was the man...
READ EPISODE 4 Shalom snatched the journal from Andrew’s hands and turned to the next page. It was the last straw that broke the camel’s back. Dear Diary, Sex doesn’t mean anything to me again. I’m now sixteen and I’ve grown well. Halimah has stopped coming to my room. I was now going to...
READ EPISODE 3 Dear diary, Dad scolded me today because of my grades. He said I was being too playful in school and I was burning away his sweat. He threatened that he was going to withdraw me and take me to a public school if I did not improve by the end of the...
Read Episode 2 Dear diary, When I was twelve, I fell ill and so did mum. Dad had taken my sisters out for a friend’s birthday party. Mum told Aunty Halimah to bathe me because I had vomited on my body and I was too weak to help myself. Aunty Halimah did a good job....
Read Episode 1 She placed the journal on the dressing table. “I saw this in Tony’s room.” Her words were icy. She didn’t bother looking at Andrew who sat on the other side of the king-sized bed. The bedroom looked like three rooms had been merged to become one. On one side was a wooden...
Halimah dashed into the living room, jittery. Her hands trembled as she pointed towards the passage leading to Tony’s room. “What is it? What has come over you?” Andrew bellowed giving her a cynical look. Halimah stuttered, sweat breaking out from her pores. “It is… it is… it is Tony, sir,” she said. “What happened...
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