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|Unfulfilled Promises' Ebook On Okadabooks by halfcaste1: 11:47am On Mar 17, 2015|
On behalf of Audrey Timms, I'm happy to inform you all that the ebook of 'Unfulfilled Promises' is now on www.okadabooks.com. Amazon coming soon.
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|Re: Unfulfilled Promises' Ebook On Okadabooks by Shokoloko(f): 5:03pm On Mar 17, 2015|
So happy to hear this. One copy for myself.
|Re: Unfulfilled Promises' Ebook On Okadabooks by halfcaste1: 1:18pm On Mar 19, 2015|
|Re: Unfulfilled Promises' Ebook On Okadabooks by halfcaste1: 1:21pm On Mar 19, 2015|
Excerpts from Unfulfilled Promises
WITH slightly shaky hands, the old woman gently pushed up the toilet seat, lifted her yellow and brown stripped maxi dress and black underwear, and sat down on the toilet seat. She sighed with contentment at the first few drops of urine. The sound of urea splashing on water filled the place. When she was done, she got up, righted her clothes and told the toilet to flush. She walked slowly to the washbasin and told the tap to come on. She washed her hands slowly, told it to stop and took a towel from the hangar to dry her hands. She stared at her reflection in the mirror above the washbasin.
A smile slowly turned the corners of her lips. She was aging beautifully. She didn't look bad for a woman of seventy. Of course she had wrinkles but they didn't mar her beauty. She still had the pointed nose that made her features striking. She scratched her grey hair that was tied in a knot at her nape.
She tossed the towel on the hangar and took dainty steps back to her room. She got to her rocking chair by the window, removed the romance novel she'd been reading before the call of nature, sat on it and told it to rock, and continued from where she stopped until she heard voices. She paused in her reading. She could distinctly hear the laughter of her son's last child.
The old woman told the chair to stop, got up and walked to the window. She pulled aside the velvet drapes, looked in the direction of the laughter and saw her grandchild laughing joyfully with a boy at the front steps.
The old woman's wrinkled brows furrowed in a frown when she noticed the boy was twirling her youngest grandchild's long corn rolls in his hand and the ninny was loving every minute of it. The boy who was obviously her schoolmate from the sky blue shirt, dark blue blazers and black trousers he had on and backpack, moved to the second step which her granddaughter was on and placed his hands on her shoulders. He gazed lovingly into her eyes before giving her a peck. The silly girl smiled shyly and stared at her sandals while gripping hard, her black pencil skirt. She however raised her head to tell him goodbye and watched him till the gateman opened the small gate and he left. She touched a finger to her cheek and smiled before commanding the black wooden front door to open.
The old woman went back to her chair and waited for the naughty girl. Oh, no, history wasn't going to take place again. Sure enough, the beautiful fair skinned gir flounced into the room after a quick knock and a command.
"Grandma, good afternoon." She removed her backpack and dropped it beside the bed before going to give her grandmother a peck on her left cheek. She sat down on the bed and began to remove her black sandals and dark blue socks.
"How was school today?"
The teenager fell back of the bed with raised hands and a naughty smile on her face.
"Sensational," She finally said after a moment of silence.
"I see," Her grandmother replied shortly.
Tonia sat up and scratched her nose. "Where's grandpa?" "He went with your dad to the office."
She shrugged and picked up her socks and sandals. "I'm starving. See you later, grandma."
She lifted her backpack as she headed for the door.
Her grandmother waited for her to get to the door before calling her name gently. She turned around slowly.
"When you're through with taking your bath, eating lunch and doing your homework, please come back here. We need to talk."
Tonia nodded slowly. The door opened and closed at the sound of her voice. She dragged her bag slowly behind her to her room at the end of the corridor. Her grandmother's words had been gently but firmly spoken. She wondered what she wanted to talk about. She and grandpa had come there just two days ago after going on a world tour for a year. The young girl prayed it wasn't one of those words of wisdom parable thingy. She wasn't in the mood for such. She however rushed through taking her bath, eating and doing her assignments.
The teenager knocked gently on the door and walked in. Her grandmother was still in the same position she'd left her, though she was reading a novel. Her grandmother was a sucker for romance novels like her. They usually exchanged novels and reviewed them together. Maybe she wanted to discuss this particular one with her.
"I'm through, grandma," she announced and sat on the bed.
The old woman told the chair to stop rocking; she put her novel aside and got up.
"That was fast," She teased as she sat down beside her granddaughter. Tonia's face lit up in a smile. "I'm eager to hear what you have to say."
Her grandmother smiled. "Is that so?" Tonia smiled again and nodded.
The old woman's expression became serious. "Who was that young man I saw you with this afternoon?
Tonia's jaw literary dropped. She gulped and unconsciously moved farther from her grandmother who smiled.
"He...he's a classmate," she blurted out.
"A pecking classmate?" she asked, tongue-in-cheek.
Tonia visibly reddened like an overripe tomato. Her gaze was fixed at the white and blue flowery tiles.
The old woman picked up her novel again. "This is just fiction. It helps you escape the truth of this world and engage in a world of fantasy. Life usually doesn't play out the way these romance novels put them."
A sigh escaped her grandmother's lips. "Has your father ever told you the story of my life?"
With widened eyes, the nervous girl shook her head.
"Then sit back, listen to my story and learn lessons from it. Hopefully, we'd be done before they all come back."
|Re: Unfulfilled Promises' Ebook On Okadabooks by omotalkie(f): 7:04pm On Mar 20, 2015|
Hmmmm...*grabs a sit infront, eating ma popcorn& Zobo combine* waiting for d delicious meal to be presented
|Re: Unfulfilled Promises' Ebook On Okadabooks by rapmike(m): 12:11pm On Mar 21, 2015|
Audrey has already written this story before. Use Nairaland search portal. This was written so that those who want to buy it will find that the book is of good quality.
Audreytimms, nice book.
|Re: Unfulfilled Promises' Ebook On Okadabooks by omotalkie(f): 4:49pm On Mar 21, 2015|
|Re: Unfulfilled Promises' Ebook On Okadabooks by halfcaste1: 4:39pm On Mar 22, 2015|
rapmike:Thank you for correcting her. Audrey Timms is AWOL at present.
|Re: Unfulfilled Promises' Ebook On Okadabooks by halfcaste1: 4:40pm On Mar 22, 2015|
omotalkie:Please get a copy. She added more scenes. Thanks
|Re: Unfulfilled Promises' Ebook On Okadabooks by omotalkie(f): 6:38pm On Mar 22, 2015|
halfcaste1:Ok I will
|Re: Unfulfilled Promises' Ebook On Okadabooks by jmkbond(f): 10:26am On Mar 28, 2015|
Tried buying it on okada but v nt bin able to . Credited dre acct since monday but my balance is still reading zero , so annoying
|Re: Unfulfilled Promises' Ebook On Okadabooks by grace95: 10:35am On May 21, 2018|
Audrey Timmy pls I bought this book on okada but it say it is pending. can u send it to my email firstname.lastname@example.org
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