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Good afternoon, fellow book lovers! I hope your week is going well. So I have a few announcements to make. I will itemize them. I apologize for missing the latest post of The Marriage Ultimatum. I was away from my laptop on Tuesday and the most of yesterday. In good fate, I will give you double episodes tomorrow and on Saturday. And this means there would be no Love, Your Enemy this weekend. I am sorry about that. I’ll be back with it next Saturday. However, it would be the final free episode on this blog. I’m sorry again. The full story would be available for sale at the end of July. For those of you who were thinking the story has reached its peak are in for a surprise. You should know by now that my stories have multiple plots. So, what we have just done is climb the…

Girls #13

Read all episodes of Girls here She was asleep. She had been asleep since moments after he passed her two round painkillers for her stomach. Strands of hair had been tucked to the side of her face by him. Her bra strap pulled in place. Yet, she slept on. It was soul-satisfying watching her sleep like this. Watching her drift off. It wasn’t because she was clad in her bra and knickers and his groin throbbed. It was simply because, she made him smile. He yawned again and stifled another one. His eyelids were puffy and his body weighed heavy as if he had not slept for weeks. They spent a chunky part of the night talking. Until there was almost nothing left to talk about. He had been unable to drift off the previous night. Filled with dread because of his relationship and his dwindling savings. And now…

Girls #12

Thanks to everyone reading and especially those who have been commenting. I’m so sorry that I haven’t been able to respond. Getting time to respond or write these days has been something else. January and February have been so hectic. I will get to the comments, I promise. Thanks for reading and for your patience. Have a fabulous day.        *** “You are Uncle Kola?” John asked. Kenny stayed behind John. Between John and the half-opened door. The firm courage the person at the door was supposed to bring in, missing. She didn’t want John in her home. She didn’t want John looking at Uncle Kola with eyes that told her they knew each other.   “What do you want?” John’s voice was harsh. Unusually harsh. “What do you want here?” Uncle Kola opened his mouth briefly then sat back down. He glared at John. A menacing glare that…

Girls #11

Catch up on Girls HERE Lola tried to heave herself up when she heard her father’s voice. She didn’t want him to see her like that. Her hands were floppy. Weighing heavy beside her. Her father did not find her slumped on the floor alone. Her mother and sister were with him. But it was her father that rushed to her side. The one who called out her name and asked what happened in swiftly spoken Bini. “Is she okay?” Her mother asked. “Does she look okay?” Jackie replied whilst helping their father support Lola into bed. “I’m fine” Lola said quickly. “I think I fainted.” She had tried hard to remember. All she came up with were jumbled memories that would not fit into a coherent whole. She remembered shouting at her husband. She remembered telling him that she was going home to her parents’ and his meekness when…

Girls #10

Kenny clutched her phone in bed. The house was conveniently dark and quiet. She had crawled out of bed only a few times. To empty full bladders and make a cup of tea that she tipped into the sink.   She had not been to work and she could not see herself attending tomorrow either. It had started with his short message that he couldn’t come to her house on Sunday. I will call you tomorrow, he wrote. On Monday at work, she found out he had gone to Coventry. He accused her of revealing his mother’s secrets. Of not wanting to be loved. He didn’t listen to her, talking over her. It ended with her falling to the floor. Her hopes crashing with her. When the tears finally stopped, she called his phone. It had been switched off. Later, a message from him came. She swiped to the…

Girls #9

Happy New Year Moskedapages readers. May this year bring you all the best and some more.       Sorry about the long wait for this episode. It couldn’t be avoided, I’m so sorry. Anyway, here it is, episode 9. Have a great day.      Catch up on Girls here *** “I don’t want to.” “I need you, Kenny.” “I don’t want to.” Kenny shrieked this time.                     She had meant to be gentler. Tried to be. But her refusal came out forceful and disappointment gripped her like a fever as he collapsed on top of her. The annoyance she expected from him did not come. It manifested as weariness. He stayed on her without speaking or zipping up his jeans. His head on her chest. Stiff and content at the same time. “Can I stay like this at least?” His lips were pressed to her skin.                  “If you…

Girls #8

Previously on Girls Lola would have ran out of the kitchen if she could. If her head didn’t feel like it had been split in half and if she could see through her eyes.     But instead, she half-crouched, half-walked out of the kitchen. Ignoring her husband’s pleas to wait.    In the bedroom, she finally let go, chest and shoulders heaving until she started to fear for her baby.     Clutching a pillow, she wept some more. If she had not angered Kenny and her auntie, she would have parked some of her things in bags and gone to her auntie’s. She couldn’t go to her parents’ house. They liked her husband. Her mother, especially. She was fond of calling him her favourite son. Thanking him for his patience with their daughter. John was a sweet, kind man when he first approached her. He waited for a long while,…

Girls #7

Read previous episodes of Girls Kenny watched as Sister T poured herself another glass of the dark-brown drink from the green bottle on the mantelpiece. She stared at her own drink. It was similar to the bitter tasting agbo her mother used to beg her and Taye to drink.        She couldn’t remember asking for a drink. She could barely remember coming into the house.         There were too many questions at the tip of her tongue. Every time she pushed one back, another one took its place. As a counsellor, she knew not to force people to share. She was supposed to let Sister T tell her how she came to have her father’s child. She was taught to listen. To probe cleverly. But this was different. It was Tony’s life. Her life. “Drink up,” Sister T ordered.   Kenny’s hand trembled when she lifted her cup up. She…

Girls #6

Read all episodes of Girls Tony could tell from her voice. From the pauses and delayed replies. Her stubborn heart was wavering. “I didn’t kiss your cousin. Come over, babe. We can talk things through.” “I can’t. You know I can’t, Anthony. I’m sorry.”            There it was, the sign he needed. She didn’t believe he was completely guilty. If she did, she wouldn’t be on the phone to him and she wouldn’t call him Anthony. She had always insisted she didn’t like endearments but she liked to call him Anthony. Not Tony like others did. Just because she liked him more than everyone else did, she told him one day. “If you are telling the truth …that Jack likes you, how come you didn’t tell me?” “I didn’t wanna cause any problems between you two.” “Or you wanted to eat your cake and have it.” “Kehinde…” “I knew not…

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