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It’s Another Novocaine Saturday #13

Keep up with It’s Another Novocaine Saturday here He is never this quiet. Not even on days when he goes on a hyper mode and has to medicate himself to calmness. Wura worries about his state of mind. He is seated on the steps that lead out to the backyard from the backdoor of his kitchen, smoking cigarettes. He has had one too many for the day and it bothers her. Watching him as a mother would her newborn, she is just coming to realize that the responsibility of protecting him is now all on her. His mother passed away on Sunday night and was buried not long after. Mahmud had received the shocking news without showing any form of reaction. He traveled home to Sokoto the next day and returned on Wednesday and since then he hasn’t been the same. Wura has been unable to reach him and she…

It’s Another Novocaine Saturday #12

Read Previous Episodes Of It’s Another Novocaine Saturday Wura is swamped at work. Genesis, having explained that she won’t be at the office for whole week, has dumped all her duties on her. By 11am Wura is already feeling the heat of having so much to do and yet so little time. She is irritable and everyone knows better than to get on her nerves; everyone except Didi who waltzes in, chatting away on her phone. “Where are you coming from?” Wura asks. She has just stepped out of her office for a break to put her thoughts together. Didi’s appearance disrupts the moment of bliss. She stops at her cubicle and stares at Wura with a clueless expression. “In my office,” Wura says, standing up from where she is sitting. Didi follows her back into her office. “So, where were you coming from?” Wura goes around her table. “I…

It’s Another Novocaine Saturday #11

She comes to him in the morning. He is barely opening his eyes from a three-hour sleep when he hears a knock on the door. As he drags his feet to the living room, he imagines it is Chichi knocking. It’s something that has played out in his head several times—Chichi standing before him, begging to be let back into his life and him slamming the door in her face. Or it could be Kira coming back to pick a thing or two she left in the house. Last night he dumped her after she admitted, without flinching, that she couldn’t care for Trinity. “I didn’t ask you to fuck her mother without a condom. She’s your problem, not mine. Isolate her from our relationship.” That last line had been the cause for the fight that pushed Kasiobi to isolate Kira from his life entirely. She had cried a little…

It’s Another Novocaine Saturday #9

God bless you all for your prayers, encouraging words and messages. I can’t thank you enough. I love you guys! So to make up for lost time, there will be double episodes this weekend. One today, and the other tomorrow. Enjoy! . . . . . She has never heard her heart beat so loudly and so fast. She is certain everyone in the room can hear it. That and the nonstop flapping of butterflies in her tummy. She is a nervous wreck and not even Mahmud’s hand on hers can calm her. Her eyes are fixed on the floor. They stare hard at Mahmud’s dad’s well-manicured toes. She dares not look up at the man, with his full, white beards and rheumy eyes that enjoy seeing into her soul and ripping out her self-assurance. His wife has a more agreeable face but even the calm on it is not enough…

It’s Another Novocaine Saturday #8

Morning! At last, I am here. I’m glad to be back. So today, I’ll be giving away five free copies of The Fourth Finger. I was thinking of how to do this giveaway, whether to do it on Twitter and Facebook alone, or to throw out questions about my stories to reward faithful readers or to just randomly give the books away. Well, I chose the last option. To be eligible to win, you have to drop a comment below. Now, do not comment about winning the book. Read this episode, drop your thoughts on it. That simple. After that, add #TheFourthFinger to be eligible. If I pick you, I will send you and email, so make sure you’re using a working email when you drop the comment. Please, do not add your email address to the text. I won’t pick you. Just use your email in the section that requires…

It’s Another Novocaine Saturday #7

Hi lovelies! Just wanted to surprise you with this episode this evening but before you read, here’s a short announcement Please tune in this Friday. I’ll be here to remind you again on Friday and to bring you a new series from @Ibukunwrites Have a cool evening. This episode is dedicated to Seye who recently walked down the aisle with his sweetheart. I wish you a happy married life, Seye. . . . . . . . He looks into his bag. He has packed light. Nothing more than the basics. A few shirts, a few pants, a pair of shoes, underwear and toiletries. He knows he is missing important items but his head cannot just figure out what needs to be added. Genesis usually does his packing for him. She would include all he needs and extra things that never cross his mind. Sometimes she tosses in little surprises…

It’s Another Novocaine Saturday #4

Read episodes 1-3 of It’s Another Novocaine Saturday I walk blindly into the living room, my eyes smarting from the effects of being dragged out of sleep rudely. I’m totally done with all the visitors coming to see Jiney. I don’t think I can entertain one more person abeg. I unlock the door and pull it open. Smiling into my face, together with a bright morning, is the last person I want to see. But she smiles on, unmindful of how I feel about her. And then she does something stupid as her legs leave their present position and she comes for me. I feel her hug me, pressing her huge breasts into me and squeezing me like I asked for it. I don’t hug her back. She pulls away – smiling, still. “Good morning, Uncle Jide. I’m finally here. Yayy! I’m so sorry I’m coming in this morning. I…

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