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Read Previous Episodes of High Falling Sometimes, Loveth was afraid of her calm. Keeping cool in situations that would normally get a rise out of others was something she was always praised for. And to a large degree, she prided in it. Yet it often scared her how cold and detached she could be when …
“Guess who’s back!” Agatha flinched when Nathan’s car key hit the center table. “Our very own blessed Daddy G.O.! Released from the EFCC and all charges dropped. Isn’t God good?” Agatha wasn’t listening. Her eyes were on the moving figures on TV whose voices she had muted. “Aggie?” She blinked and found Nathan’s face in …
Read Previous Episodes of High Falling Agatha had never disagreed with Jesus before, but this morning she was bold enough to tell him that knowing the truth wasn’t freedom. It was rather a cage that was closing in on her. When she felt it tighten around her fourth finger, she took off her wedding band …
Pastor Love had a habit of holding the lower part of her tummy as if her thirty-six-month pregnancy was too heavy to stand on its own. It was probably because it felt like she was carrying quadruplets and not a baby boy.
Every story, they say, has two sides. But Agatha had chosen the side that made sense to her, even before she heard the other. A sort of hill she wanted to die on.
