Ikenna groaned, and moved his eyes back up to the top of the document. It was the third time he had read it, and the words just were not sinking in. He flung the document on his desk in frustration, and got up from his chair. He rubbed his forehead, then ran his hand down … More Blocks and Cement – III (Conclusion)
Ikenna caught a movement through the corner of his eyes. He thought it was odd that Ifeamaka had the entire menu up to her face like she was nearsighted, but he did not think much of it until he noticed her shoulders vibrating. “Are you laughing?” He asked, sliding the menu down a bit. She … More Blocks and Cement – Part II
“I’ll just have water.” He said to the waitress, returning her overemphasized smile with a curt one. She tried to take the menu but he placed a hand on it. “My date will soon arrive.” She tried to mask her disappointment with an even wider smile, but he had already seen it. He smiled to … More Blocks and Cement
I felt my phone buzz somewhere underneath the covers. I did not bother to reach for it. It was most likely my mother or my best friend, Ure, and I did not want to speak to either. I did not want to speak to anyone. It was not that I did not feel like talking; … More The Devil
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