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The Scratch On Your Shoulder #8

Cheta saw the emails and ignored them. Some of them came directly from intending buyers while the others were through Laja’s lawyer. Aunty Gbemi had also called to inform her about the Adeyanjus being approached over the same issue. Investors were falling over themselves in a bid to acquire Laja Towers and the offers were staggering. Everyone felt it was a good idea to sell now that demand was high. Everyone, except Cheta. “How could you?” She was mad at Nero this evening, after he had tried to get her to see why the towers needed to be sold off to the person with the best offer. “Do you have any idea the sentimental worth of this place?” “Chichetaram, Laja is gone.” The words felt like a stab in Cheta’s chest, but they were not so painful that she couldn’t take them. “I knew him,” Nero continued. “Maybe not as…

The Scratch On Your Shoulder #6

Cheta’s visit to Ransome’s house had been a bootless errand. In three hours, she was back home, cussing herself for being vulnerable in front of a man and swearing that it would never happen again. The house was quiet when she got in. She peeped into the living room and kitchen but didn’t find anyone. Quietly, she went up the stairs. She dropped her overnight bag in her bedroom and stopped at Obi’s door. She heard him talking to someone as she knocked. He came to the door seconds later, taking his phone away from his ear. He had been on a call. “You’re back,” he muttered. “Yeah.” She stared at the mess that was his bedroom. “Everything okay?” “Yup.” “Good. Clean your room before breakfast tomorrow. And please, let in some fresh air…” “He called.” “Who?” “Dad.” “He called? Why?” “Said you weren’t picking your phone. Said you should…

Conquered #4

Obynofranc returns with Conquered . Click here to read previous episodes Till Nkechi finished secondary school, she only talked to Tega from afar. Their eyes would lock together most times. They will only exchange pleasantries waving at each other. Mama was finally getting married. During the dinner, Nkechi was eating her food in the dining with her mother. She was rushing the food and the cutleries were clinking on the plates as she moved the fork and knife in a slowly. Mama dropped her own cutleries on the plate and gazed at Nkechi. She rounded her palms against each other and her elbow rested on the table. Her face bared an angelic smile which Nkechj had never had in a while. Nkechi pinned the meat to the plate with her fork. She dragged out the flesh and made to put it in her mouth, then her eyes caught Mama’s gaze.…

The Fourth Finger: About Christie’s Incest

Today, there’ll be  no fresh episode of The Fourth Finger. Sorry ? I’m also not going to be on radio. I canceled for personal reasons. It’s also why I’m not posting anything here today. I hope to be back next week, as God desires. However, I want to talk about the last episode and the relationship that existed between Christie and her brother, Solomon. I got two messages from two separate readers. One, good and the other that made no sense to me. The other that made no sense to me was basically angry (and I don’t know why) that I brought up the topic of incest and ‘blamed’ it on Christianity. Then he went ahead to remind me that I was a child of God and I should not be writing such things that don’t edify the body of Christ. And in the end, he adds, ‘cool down with…

Unfulfilled Promises #8 By Audrey Timms

Good evening! I want to apologize to all who got broken links in their newsletters. Don’t really know what happened there. But just a heads up: if you ever get a broken link, simply ignore and visit here directly. It is www.moskedapages.com. Please, if you like what you’re reading here and keep coming back here, then bookmark this page, that way, you don’t have to rely on newsletters or broken links. A friend of mine, Kaka, will help handle some of the newsletters from now on to take the load off my shoulders. My appreciation goes to you, KK. Eric felt as if his intestines were playing a knotting game. He writhed in pain and held his stomach. He heaved and emptied the contents of his stomach on the ground. “You’re going to be alright, Eric. You won’t die. I promise you.” He heard Damian’s frantic voice from…

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