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Go Getter (Go-Get-Her) #12 – Chreez

Previous Episodes *     *     * The memory of his late wife’s last moment on Earth filled him as he sat on the white sheet of the hospital bed. She lying almost lifeless with a tube covering her nose, and him squeezing her hand tight begging that she don’t leave him; promising to always let her have her way and to love her more than ever. It was strange how sure he had felt she was asleep even after the doctor had announced to him that she had left the place and was now with God. That strong feeling of loss was beginning to fill him up once again. He might just be getting ready to witness a replay of that terrible day. Ochuko took Sandy’s left hand is both of his and this time, he did not make promises, he prayed.   “You’re hurting me.”   Ochuko’s eyes flew open,…

Go Getter (Go-Get-Her) #9

Good day people. Please I want to sincerely apologise for the long breaks between episodes. It has not been intentional at all. When I think I’m finally as free as a bird, I realize a tiny rope holding me down to the rod I’m tied to. These are contingencies I failed to plan for. I just wish you still catch along with the story. Enjoy this episode though…   *     *     * Just beneath the mango tree that stood in front of the fence that shielded her house were two children arguing heatedly and loudly that she could make out some of the words they spoke from where she was, which was probably a yard away. The heat of the morning sun caused her to squint her eyes and added some urgency to her movement. She didn’t bother about her gait the way she would on an ordinary day. One…

Go Getter (Go-Get-Her) #6

Please this episode is way longer than it should be, partly because there was a need to talk about as much characters as possible, in a bid to unify the story and mainly because I would be gone for a long time. School work demands a lot more from me and there, I’d totally forgotten that I’m still a student. I hope this episode convinces you enough to consider my pleas. Thanks. *     *     * The grand clock struck the hour of 11 and began to play the tune of a nursery rhyme, an unpopular one. Bobo and Sandy turned sharply to it and sighed in unison, withdrawing their faces as quickly as they had turned them. Just as Bobo was taking his eyes away from the huge clock on the wall, he noticed the awkward shadow that loomed over theirs. His eyes grew wide in horror as his senses…

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