The Fourth Finger

The Fourth Finger #18

Read Previous Episodes… Meanwhile, this is 18+. All kids, go outside and play. It was the day before her trip to London with Tayo. Dapo had not been able to get a visa so fast. He was to join them the minute the British embassy approved of his trip. Lade was out of the house with Tayo to get her things. Leticia was helping Toni pack a bag while Toni spread out on the floor, going through Andre’s Twitter timeline. She had just discovered it under a different name. He had quite a following but he followed only a few people and she was one of them. It was through his cryptic tweets she realized what he felt for her was deep and he was only looking out for her safety. He spoke about his feelings in an obscure way only she could understand. He talked about the love they made…

The Fourth Finger #17

Catch up on previous episodes of the fourth finger All seven of them were seated. Not a sound was heard. Christie’s face was buried in a silk scarf. If she could have hidden her entire self in it, she would have. Her sins were about to be laid bare and there was nowhere to run. She had no idea what Folarin had in the recording he wanted to show to their friends but she guessed it was evidence of her affair with Raji. It had just occurred to her that no matter what happened now, two days later or twenty years on, her imprudence was never going to be erased. History will have it that she cheated on her husband. She watched helplessly as Folarin pointed a remote control at the TV on the electronic stand before them. Unable to hold her shame in any longer, Christie immediately fell…

The Fourth Finger #16

So, this is one of those days I’m like ‘should I post fourth finger? should I not?’ Well, I decided to in the end. Have a lovely night. Catch up on previous episodes of The Fourth Finger How could anybody not love her? She was enchanting at first sight and got even more endearing when one spent more time with her. Her humble nature and depth made it hard for Toni not to be infected. She was officially Lade-stricken, now understanding why Manny was obsessed with the young actress. They both had feared she would lose her mind after the surgery. Manny was certain the shock and pain of infertility would scar her. However, Lade took the news bravely. She cried but only for a short moment. Clutching Manny’s hand, she gave a heartbreaking speech. “I just want to say I’m relieved that babies are not dying in my care…

The Fourth Finger #15

Read previous episodes of The Fourth Finger She came to him at night. After one tap on his door, she entered his room. “Manny, I think I’m having a miscarriage.” He jolted out of bed. “It’s happening again,” she mumbled, her eyes going wet. “You feel pain?” She nodded. “There’s blood too. And it’s a lot.” “Are you sure?” “Manny, I have lost four pregnancies before. I know what’s going on. Please take me to the hospital.” “Okay.” He tapped the pockets of the jeans he had fallen asleep in. “Erm… Let me get my key and we’ll be out of here.” He went back to his bed and picked a t-shirt. When he returned to her, he found her crouched on the floor, crying. “Lade, please get up.” “Why me? What have I done to God, Manny?” “You’ve done nothing, baby. This is not your fault at all.…

The Fourth Finger #14

Read all episodes of The Fourth Finger Solomon always got her depressed. And it wasn’t for the fact that he extorted her. Seeing him alone made her miserable and this time was no different. He had turned her entire day into gloom and left her with the bitter realization that her relationship with Raji was no different from the one she had with him many years ago. The same feelings of pleasure, affection, excitement; and later on, guilt and self-loathing plagued her. In addition, there was that mood of utter helplessness – you want to stop, you vow to stop but you find yourself going back. She had been told, from the moment she could understand words, that Jesus could save her. She had believed that he could. She had witnessed that he could. But somehow, these days he was silent, content to watch her make a mess of the…

The Fourth Finger #13

Read Previous Episodes It was hard to stop thinking about him. Harder to admit that he had such a severe effect on her. The last time she felt this way about a man was with Mark. She had almost forgotten how restless she could become when she was crazy over someone. It was hard to concentrate on her dissertation. Most of her weekend had been spent on television with Leticia, cooking, doing her laundry and fighting the desire to visit Andre. The little time she kept for her studies ended up being used to fantasize over him and the short but steamy weekend they shared. She had slept with him under the premise that sex was going to kill whatever control he apparently had on her emotions. But it had turned out quite the opposite. Presently, she felt helpless without him and yet like a blockhead, she desired more…

The Fourth Finger #12

Previous Episodes of The Fourth Finger Toni’s meeting at the BMW office went smoothly. It was her second time with them. After the first presentation on Tuesday which saw other ad agencies competing for a chance to pitch their campaign ideas, BMW called Covet back for another run. They loved their idea and wanted them to tweak it a little. They specifically asked for Toni; she went there and wowed them the second time. It was a huge project ticked off her list for the day. The rest of her afternoon was loaded with activities, but first she needed to stop by the office for a quick meeting with her team before she headed out again. “You did great back there, Antonia,” Christie said to her as they both settled into the backseat of Christie’s car. “Thanks.” Christie took out her makeup purse. “I’m excited to have you as partner.…

The Fourth Finger #11

Read previous episodes of The fourth Finger  “Daddy, can I get a tattoo when I turn thirteen?” Folarin’s fingers froze over his laptop as he looked daggers at his daughter. Cyrus, just coming in from the kitchen, chuckled. He plumped down beside Folarin, feasting on a couple of drumsticks. “What the hell would you want a tattoo for?” Folarin probed. Vanessa had been going through a Complete Fashion magazine. She spread open a page and showed it to her father. “Oge Okoye has tattoos and I think she’s really fine, so can I have one?” “Nessa, you don’t need tattoos to be beautiful.” “But mommy always says you’re handsome and you have all these tattoos.” “My tattoos are an expression of my beliefs and also they signify certain milestones in my life. Come let me show you.” He put his laptop aside as his daughter hurdled closer. “I had this…

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