In the middle of the night, while Humphrey was asleep, Pauline quietly packed a suitcase and fled. She took the next flight back home and called her brother and a few close friends.
Her friends rushed to be by her side but they couldn’t help the debate … More In good times & in bad . . .
So here’s me calling out to my readers, followers, online family and friends, asking for a favor to those who may be interested in reading my manuscripts and giving me their reviews on these books. This will help me in re-branding these books online and maybe help also in deciding if I will need to publish a hard-copy of Noise of the Market.
If you are interested to read/review, please send me an email on firstname.lastname@example.org. … More Calling on my readers, followers, online family & friends . . .
It was morning yet the skies were as dark as the night. With so many relatives and friends in the house to comfort Mother on the loss of her husband, the house too seemed too quiet for comfort. Just two weeks ago, the same people had gathered at our house to mourn my brother, ejire mi. Now, they are gathered to mourn my father and tomorrow? Only because the Doctor assured Mother I could live a healthy life if treatment and medications were taken seriously, I wanted to believe I would live to bury my mother. For all it is worth, I want to see her smile again. … More Part 20: Cry me a river