‘Happy birthday Kristen’.
‘I think there might be something in the tree’, Mike said.
‘In the tree?’ Kristen moved closer to it. There was a hollow place at eye-level. She put her hand inside and felt a small package, and pulled it out. It was a gift box. ‘What is this?’
‘Open it’, he said.
Kristen opened it and her eyes widened. In the box was a beautiful emerald ring, surrounded by diamonds, set in platinum. … More Surrounded by diamonds, set in platinum
“Watch where you’re going”, she yells after the car but even she can hardly hear her own voice over the loud thunders and rainfall.
She hurries into her car and shuts the door. She watches the car drive away in her rear mirror while she wipes away the water from her face with her hand. Then she looks at herself in the mirror.
“Urgh!” she moans. “My hair. My polish”. So instead of going home, she waits patiently in her car so that the rain will stop and she can go back to the salon to retouch her look. But the rains poured even more. She doesn’t know when she falls asleep. … More The fish who loved a bird
“Mama Savage was just asking about Nifemi”, Nifemi’s mother cuts in blatantly. She raised her brows to her mother in disapproval. It was her issue to discuss, not hers. Mr. Adeniji looked at his wife as though she just committed a grave offence. For some reason, he could not believe Nifemi’s issue would still come up in his house. However he was obliged to give Mama Savage due respect and full audience.
“What about Nifemi?” he asked, after he took his seat opposite the television set. He kept his irritated gaze on his wife. It was definitely a plot between mother and daughter as far as he was concerned. … More Story telling: Series 12
When Olusegun came into the room, a rush of fresh cool air blew in through the curtains as though it followed him and almost like a magical entrance, the cool breeze rested on the baby. Unfamiliar to such cool, the baby shivered but with a smile; her first smile. Nifemi looked upon her baby and appreciated her innocent smile. Olusegun walked to Nifemi and the baby slowly. He sat on the armrest of Nifemi’s chair. He looked upon Nifemi and the baby in awe, just like that; a new life is made. A new chapter has begun. A smile formed on his lips, and then as he looked closely at his daughter, he said, “She is beautiful”. At that moment, Nifemi looked at Olusegun with wide wet eyes, her lips quivering as they showed mixed emotions. Olusegun embraced her and she held her baby closer. He had found his family and no one would ever take them away from him. “I love you. Thank you”, he said still holding them in his tight embrace. … More Story telling: Series 10
Olusegun was angered by Mr. Adeniji’s verdict. He thought he was treated like an inconsequential boy in the matter. Nifemi was betrothed to another man anyway; sooner or later, she was bound to get pregnant and truncate her so-called ambition. They probably would have felt less infuriated if he was as wealthy as Mr. Martins. The thought angered him and the sudden rush of emotions showed in the squeezed lines on his forehead as he looked at Nifemi’s mother. Nevertheless, he was tongue-tied for the sake of his mother and Nifemi.
“Do you have anything to say to me, boy?” Mrs. Adeniji asked him. … More Story telling: Series 8
As Desire sat at her desk, working on some reports, she receives a message on her phone. It was him. She reads it. It was sudden. he had to read it over and over. She didn’t send a response. Time passed and she let it slide with the time.
Then he called her later and said, “I dropped you a message. Check it”.
She could have said to him, ‘I know, I read it already’ but because she hadn’t quite digested his message, let alone come up with the right response, she simply said “Ok”.
So on her drive home, she called him. “Can you talk?” … More Familiar Stranger: Series 10
He touched her hand on her lap so gently. “I know”.
She moved her hand beneath his. “You seem like a really nice guy and I want it to remain just that. These impressions you laying on me aren’t welcome. I can’t deal with it. I’m ready for that”.
“Now this is a part of you I don’t know. The other side of you I want to know. I want to know your story so that I can better appreciate you, when you talk and what informs your decisions. I asked you about the home front once and from your hesitation, I could sense that something isn’t well”. … More Familiar Stranger: Series 9
“You need a massage”.
“No, I’m fine”. Her eyes momentarily shot open. She didn’t see how that came into the conversation.
“I know you are. Sit here. I’ll give you a quick rub”, he volunteered, standing from his chair and offering it to me.
“No, really, I’m fine”, she insisted.
“I know. It’ll be quick. Just sit here”.
There was no point arguing about it. She let him put his hands on me and get it over with. She shudder even more at the thought of his hands on her. But she sat and he began to rub her neck. His hands were firm, strong yet it felt tender on the back of her neck. Steadily, he massaged her neck, moving across to her shoulder. She would have enjoyed the massage if it wasn’t for that pressing tingle in her pelvic. She really needed to go. … More Familiar Stranger: Series 8
Tunji studied her body language as she spoke about music. He realized it brought out a side to her he’d never seen before. She was always so edgy about almost everything but the two things he’d noticed made her smile – her children and music. He smiled at the realization of this new familiarity about her. He loved that she was simple yet exotic and impressionably giving away.
“Beautiful”, he snapped her out of her growing fantasy. She wiped the smile off her face and adjusted in her sit. “I used to be impressionable too way back in school but it had to die a natural death. The inspiration wasn’t so inspiring anymore”. … More Familiar Stranger: Series 7
“I see. So tell me about you”.
“I thought this was to be a karaoke hang out”.
“Yes, but that only opens on Fridays. We can do it this Friday if you want”, he added.
“No no no!” Desire jumped. “This works just fine”.
He smiled, almost as though he’d just read her mind.
“Ok so you know my name and what I do for a living. You also know what my hobby is. Besides that, there isn’t much to tell”, she narrated dryly.
“True, I know all that – lucky me. What I would like to know is what I don’t know about you already. It doesn’t have to be official”. … More Familiar Stranger: Series 6