Love letters (IV)

Tracy Mba ‘Tracy!’ I am jerked awake by the hysterical noise from the person that’s my mum. I wonder why she does this. At some point, it used to scare me when she shouted like that –as if the roof of the house was on fire– but now I know better. ‘Ma!’ I scream back […]

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Love letters (III)

Tracy continued reading the letter she had found amidst her school books. That strange boy must have dropped it there. She had paused to take off her school clothes and put on a pair of denims and a loose fitting tank top. ‘Your pretty dark eyes have kept me bound in slavery. My heart skips […]

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Love letters (I)

Hakeem removed the earpiece he had stuck into his ears. He had a feeling that his father needed him, and might have called him, but he hadn’t heard due to the loud Westlife ballad he had been listening to. He waited for a moment to see if his father will call again, but he heard […]

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