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The Scratch On Your Shoulder #16

Had he always been this way? Hadiza’s question wasn’t a strange one. Nnedinma had often asked herself the same thing in the past. She had also talked to him about it a couple of times, daring to slip it in when he seemed human enough to engage her as a normal husband would a wife. His responses came with emotional blackmail, presenting himself as the victim and making her feel like she had done a wicked thing to ask him such a question. “Have I ever been unkind to you, Dinma?” “No… But Julius, you know what you do is not right. It’s… sinful.” “It’s a weakness, Nnedinma. As my wife, I expect you to understand me and pray for me. Instead, you judge me like everyone else. You look at me with disgust and make me feel worse than I already do, even though you are aware of my…

A Flame Goes Out

A FLAME GOES OUT – A story by Precious Emmanuel The father peers at the sheet of paper in disbelief. On it is written, in his son’s chaotic scrawl, the words “I stare down into the abyss. Satan welcomes me with open arms. I walk into his wide embrace. Where has God been all this while?” As he reads the verse over and over again, the words bouncing around in his skull like a table tennis ball, the disbelief changes very swiftly into anger. He stomps to his room and selects a thick, black, sturdy leather belt. Small, decorative metal balls are embedded in the leather. Demola would see. That boy would see. Writing this kind of rubbish in his house. An SS2 boy. He would see today. Whatever was making him do nonsense like this would jump out today. “Demola!” No answer. This boy. He had always been stubborn,…

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