Episode 18
Anjola shivered slightly as she made her way through the busy Oshodi market. The weather was not particularly cold and she was wearing a long sleeved shirt, yet she shivered. Her feet hurt, her head hurt and her heart hurt. Continue reading
Episode Seventeen
“Anjola, you know you have to go, not just for the baby but also for you,” Victoria said, sounding exasperated. Continue reading
Episode 16
When Anjola got back home the next day, she felt completely drained. She was both relieved and bitter when her mother didn’t ask about her whereabouts. It didn’t matter that Mrs. Adegbite had called her the day before to tell her Anjola would be spending the night at her place. At least, any normal mother would still ask questions since an introduction as vague as “Anjola’s senior friend” had to at least need an explanation.
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Tade stared with longing at the petite lady at the front of the queue. He felt like gliding through every body sandwiched in the long line to the front where the lady stood. Lucky woman. Continue reading
Episode fifteen
“You are four weeks pregnant,” the doctor said quietly, haltingly, as though afraid to say the words. Anjola heard Mrs. Adegbite gasp beside her but could only stare numbly at him as she grappled with understanding what he just said. Continue reading
