KimberlyWest:

Thanks alot. I didn't go for this year's convention.
Post utme made me forget this story, I'm writing on Saturday.
I will update later, thanks.

Ok ooo goodluck in your exam and wishing u success

KimberlyWest:


Thanks alot. I didn't go for this year's convention.

Post utme made me forget this story, I'm writing on Saturday.

I will update later, thanks.

Success sis, You are already admitted

KimberlyWest:

Thanks alot. I didn't go for this year's convention.
Post utme made me forget this story, I'm writing on Saturday.
I will update later, thanks.

Success dearie

''Order whatever you want, the bill is on me.'' he heard someone say
and he looked around to see who talked but found nothing, it then
dawned on him that the speaker is standing right beside him; Rachel.

''What did you say?'' luckily for him Dami asked.

''I said, order whatever you want.'' Rachel repeated.

''Why is she so bold? Who gave her the money?

As if to answer those silent questions, Dami rummaged through her
purse and then raised her head and glared at her sister.

''Rachel, hand over my credit card to me." Dami screamed!
'But, big sis... "

''Rachel, hand it over now!'' Dami screamed at her sister, attracting
the attention of bystanders.

K.C cleared his throat and smiled at them. ''Rachel, hand your
sister's credit card over to her, I will buy whatever you need.''

''Thanks Uncle.'' Rachel replied smiling and then turned to her sister
with a frown. ''Stingy people don't live long, hope you know that?''

Does this girl have an iota of respect at all? K.C thought to himself.

''Rachel, if not that we are in a public place I would have beaten you
to pulb.'' Dami said to her sister through clenched teeths.

''Let's order, if you two are done arguing.'' K.C said to both of them.

''Sorry about that, you see it's just the two of us and we're usually
like this, sorry.'' Dami apologized.

''It's okay. Let's order.''

''Yeah, take away for me please.'' Rachel added.

''At your service ma'm'' K.C responded with a cocky grin.

''Hope, we'll soon leave?'' Rachel asked and they both turned and nodded to her.

****

Amidst all the chattering and cheering in the house, Nate felt very
uneasy, despite the fact that the main formal introduction had taken
place, it's just the eating popularly known as Item 7 that's left on the
menu.

Ken, who sat beside him noticed his uneasiness and nudged with his
elbow. ''Bro, calm down and stop shivering like it's harmattan
period.''

''Mind your business.'' Nate bit out.

''Take a chill pill man, you weren't forced to do this, I'm sure am
not the only one noticing how uneasy you've been right from the
beginning of this ceremony.''

Nate expression softened, ''This is my first time, sorry bro.''

The words forced Ken to chuckle. ''It only happens once in a lifetime,
unless you plan on divorcing her later.''

''God forbid!'' Nate spat out.

''Fine, calm down and let's get this over with, let the two families
decide the most convenient date for the traditional and church
wedding.''

''Fast, fast, fast.'' Nate muttered to himself.

Ken looked at the faces of everyone including Jane's, they all seem
very happy, laughing like nothing else mattered, no one seems to
notice Nate's uneasiness, how could they? Playing smart is his thing,
he hardly stutters nor show any sign to weakness and supplies the
answer to whatever question he's asked.

****

''We're back home, finally!'' Rachel screamed as soon as she pushed
the gate open.

''Ehm, Dami, I need to go now.'' K.C said, with his hand in his pocket.

She threw him and cursory look and gestured towards the door that
Rachel left open. ''Don't say that, you're going into that house now
and no question,'' She warned. If it's about my parents, they won't be
back until tomorrow evening.''

''If you say so, and capital 'No', it's not about your parents.'' he
answered. Ok, that's a lie, all day long he's been wondering how he
would face her parents and won't they would think of him coming home
with their daughter.

''Let's go in, before that girl set the house ablaze.'' Dami said and
led the way for him to follow.

He nodded silently and followed her in, to see Rachel already relaxed
on the chair watching cartoons with a park of chicken and chips
balanced on her laps.

''K, sit comfortably, I just need thrity minutes to make dinner.''
Dami said to him and left without waiting for his response.

The moment Dami left the sitting room, Rachel tuned the television to
a news station and he knew better than to expect anything less than
trouble.

''Uncle!'' Rachel called.

He turned away from her and busied himself with his phone, somehow,
her mischievious look make him uncomfortable in an unfathomable way.
How so? He's dealt with Maryann the chief mischief maker, why is Rachel
any different?

He thought she had given up only for him to feel her presence closeby.

''Uncle, can we talk?'' she asked.

''Miss Rachel, what can you and I possibly talk about?'' He asked,
hoping she would go away but she stood rooted to the floor.

''Lots of things.'' she replied and came beside him and sat down.

''Things like?'' he asked, keeping a neutral expression.

''Lot and lots of things and you better be nice to me, you never know,
you might need my help someday.'' She said and handed a chicken to
him.

He politely declined it with a shake of his head and a smile.

''So, let's start from here, I'm sorry about your dad's death, you
see, we're going to die one day but the only thing we pray against is
untimely death, so accept my condolences'' she said with a softened
and sympathetic expression, when he made to speak, she beat him to it.

1st tew cmmnt,
i wonder when kc will propose to dami,
cant wait.
lovely date sis kimber.

she beat him to it
and spoke first, ''If you're wondering how I got to know about it, you
should know that she's my only sibling and we talk alot, so be nice to
me cuz you might need my help one day.''

K.C shook his head and gave a tight smile, ''I thought you were
sympathizing with me?''

''Yeah, ofcourse, well...well...well, I always have this tendency to
deviate from the original topic.''

I just hope you deviate from being stubborn, he thought to himself.
''Thanks for the sympathy Ma'm.'' K.C said and slightly raised his brow at her.

''Don't mention.'' she replied, chewing her piece of chicken. ''Thanks
for the things you got me, my sister said you paid for everything she
bought and I am sincerely grateful. Thanks alot.''

''You're welcome.''

The sympathetic look on her face turned mischievious in an instant,
''You know what? I don't usually do this...''

''What?

''I don't usually say thanks to politician or their children for any reason.''

''Why so?'' K.C asked.

''It's like eating your share of the national cake. Our politicians
embezzle, launder and misappropriate funds, so collecting money from
them is like getting part of the money that was originally meant for
you.''

''Wow!'' was all K.C said, after the explanation she gave. Normally,
it would have been annoying but somehow there's an element of truth in
what she said.

''So you see, I don't normally say thanks to them and their kids and
being that your dad was a politician before his death, I will
assume...no...no...no, I'm sure you also got a share of the fat
envelope and the national cake.'' she replied, looking straight into
his face.

K.C kept his phone aside and cleared his throat. Time to correct the
impression she has about politics and politicians. ''Not all
politicians are corrupt.'' he started but she cut him off with a loud
laughter.

''Are you even a Nigerian? Maybe you schooled abroad, well, let me
educate you..."

''How old are you, really.'' he asked, looking from her head to the half
eaten chicken well balanced on her laps and then back to her face.

''I'm eighteen.''

''How old am I?''

''I'm not sure but you should be between 20-25.'' she answered.

K.C smiled and shook his head. If only she knows, well, now is not the
time to start the normal argument that he usually has with everyone
else apart from his family, when it comes to his age.

''As I was saying, In this country there's nothing like 'Not all
politicians are corrupt' one way or the other, they're all corrupt. As
for me, I must get there, I also want to partake in the eating of the
national cake,'' she gestured.

''How do you intend to do that?'' K.C inquired.

''By studying polical science, simple and short.'' she replied in a
reckless manner.

''You know what?'' K.C asked. Time to lecture her.

''What?'' she asked, curtly.

''You've most likely choosen the wrong course, if that's your reason
for choosing political science. You will make a good lawyer or
journalism.''

''Those two courses are risky,'' she answered.

''Likewise politics,'' he replied, remembering his dad's death.

''well as a politician, if I'm killed, I will die smiling knowing that
I've stored up enough money for my kids and they won't suffer in my
absence.'' she replied, indifferently. ''Just like your dad, he left
enough money for you and your sibling and even if you're not
interested in ever working in the whole of your lifetime, you won't
suffer.
"
''Miss, I work, if that's what you mean.'' K.C replied, patting her shoulder.

''You work? Online or where?''

''My dad's company.''

''But,

''No but, the things I got for you, I didn't buy it with politics
money, I bought it with my money, my hard-earned money.'' K.C said,
emphazing more on 'my hard-earned money.''

''Thanks for the information, Sister, didn't tell me this, I wouldn't
have started this conversation if she had.''

''Well, you did. And think twice before you end up studying the wrong course.''

''Me, I've made up my mind, my children will never suffer and the best
way to secure their future is by becoming a politician.''

K.C shook his head and laughed. Kids of nowadays and their mindset.
''Why did your sister choose to become a doctor?''

She turned to him without a questioning look, probably wondering why
the change of topic, ''She, she is kind and quiet. Me? Everyone knows
I'm fire to fire, I don't tolerate rubbish, I wouldn't want anybody to
take my kindness for weakness,''

''Well, she loves to take care of people and that's why she choose to
be a doctor, so we can say that she did it with the right motive in
mind.'' K.C put in.

''Motive or no motive, I must study political science.''

''You're also wrong there, not all politicians are political science
graduates. Our constitution states that you can contest for any
political position, with a minimum of SSCE.'' he said and reached for
his phone again, hoping she would end the conversation there.

''What about your dad? What did he study?''

''My dad was a civil engineer.'' he replied.

Just then they heard Dami call ''Rachel'' and K.C heaved a sigh of
relief as she stood up.

''Food is ready, she wants me to set the table, this conversation will
continue after dinner,'' she said and walked away, only to turn later
and add, ''I have an interesting offer for you...not really offer
though, you can call it trade by barter.''

K.C arched his brow. What can a eighteen year old, possibly offer
him? He shrugged and went back to his phone, time will tell.
****

The ringing of Nate's phone woke him up and he rose up and rested his
head on the headboard.

''Ouch! He exclaimed, holding his head.
He checked to see the caller, who rudely woke up from his sweet sleep.

''D.P.O!'' he said aloud, and then hurriedly rubbed his eyes as if it
would make him feel less sleepy, after which, he pressed the answer
button and placed it on loudspeaker.

''Hello,'' he said, sleepily.

''Sorry, for waking you up, I couldn't contain the excitement, so I
had to call this night.''

''I assume it's good news then,'' Nate said, smiling for no obvious reason.

''Yes, it's good news. We've caught the big fish.

Nate threw his hand up triumphantly, ''How did it happen?''

The D.P.O cleared his throat proudly before answering, ''He knew he's
wanted and for that, he purposely took a flight that would arrive
Nigeria at night, but thanks to my patrol team at the airport road,
they recognized him through the picture that the lady gave us and he
was arrested, they just called to tell me and I had to call you and
share the goodnews.''

''Good, nice Job. That guy will rot in jail.'' Nate bit out painfully.

''Ofcourse, no mercy for the wicked. How did the introduction ceremony go?''

Enjoying the change of topic, Nate carefully explained all that
happened during the ceremony to the D.P.O.

''...It was wonderful, I liked the low key stuff. I've told my parents
that I also want a low key tradition wedding but the white wedding
which will come up a day after the traditional can be as loud as it
can.''

''That's a good idea,'' the D.P.O replied, with a raised voice.

''Thanks, I can't wait to share the goodnews with my parents, but that
will be tomorrow morning, we're all really, really exhausted.''

''Ok, let me leave you to sleep, goodnight.''

''Goodnight.'' Nate said and hung up.

With a hint of a smile, he kept his phone aside and laid back on his bed.
The memories of the whole introduction flooded his mind; Jane had
looked too beautiful in her wine color and a touch of black ankara wear. He
cast his mind back to the time he met her and then back to the
introduction ceremony and it dawned on him that he's never seen her
wearing anything that's not english wear. His smile widened when he
remembered that she had that smile; the one that can melts even the
most stony heart, on her face throughout the ceremony.
He continued tossing and smiling to the sweet memories till sleep won him over.

****

''Dami, I want to leave now. Hope you two will be okay?'' K.C asked standing.

Dami laughed softly and then turned away from the T.V, ''You really
amaze me with your words, do we look like kids?''

Rachel coughed to get their attention.''There's a kid here.'' she said
with her hand slightly raised upwards.

''Shut up.'' her sister gritted and then turned back to K.C, ''Let me
see you off, I will be at your hotel room at...let's say 9AM, since
we'll be leaving by 10AM.''

''You can stay, it's just a ten minute walk, I can manage.''

''No way! We're seeing you off.'' Rachel chimed in.

''Rachel, I don't like this your nosy attitude. What are you upto?''

''Nothing sister, it's just that your guest is also my guest.''

''Says who?'' Dami and K.C chorused.

''Great minds run in the same direction! You two are way too
compatible for my liking.''

''Rachel, shhhh, shut up now!.'' Dami ground out, raising to her feet.

''I have a problem, big one, I can't keep my opinion to myself. And
so, I will advice you two to get mar...."

''Rachel, let's go, you win.'' K.C said, breathlessly.

''Now, you're talking,'' She replied and raised her thumb at K.C,
''one more thing, tell her that I will need to come with her to your
hotel room tomorrow morning. We have a deal, remember? And I always
deliver.''

Speaking of delivering, it occured to him that neither Nate or Ken
called to tell him about the introduction. Oh! Nate wouldn't call
because he would still be angry with him for not attending the
ceremony. Rubbing his brow, he made a mental note to call them as soon
as he wakes up the next day.

''What deal?'' he heard Dami asked, giving him a light shake.

''It's just a silly childish deal, don't mind Rachel.''

''Rachel, you better..."

''Sis, it's nothing serious,'' she replied, rudely cutting her sister off.

''Let's go, I'm feeling really sleepy.'' K.C said to them and Dami
nodded and opened the door.

She walked out and he followed. Stepping into the dark and chilly
night, he turned and Rachel gave him a thumbs up with a smile just
like her sister's plastered on her face.

''Rachel, are you coming or not?'' Dami asked.

''Ofcourse I am.'' she answered, her smile, quickly morphing into a
frown the instant her sister turned to her.

They walked out of the compound and into the dark streets.
Chatting and laughing, they accompanied him half-way till he asked
them to go back and they waved goodnight at him and turned back and he
continued his 'trekking' back to the hotel.
He got to the hotel in less than 6 minutes. Being one that's afraid of
dark, he let out a long breath that he had no idea he's been holding
and then procedded to his room.

''What a day!'' he exclaimed after taking his bath.

Bringing out his phone, he checked for any missed call or text
message, seeing none, he dropped his phone on the side table and said
a quick prayer before laying down to rest.

****

tanx alot dear

succes in ur exam

Well done Ma'am...


I wish you all the best you wish yourself in your exams. God's Grace..

****

Vicky finished tucking the baby in his cradle and then come over and
laid beside her husband.

''I haven't had time to ask you how Nate's introduction went, so tell
me, how was it?'' she asked, leaning her head on his uncovered chest.

''Everything went well.'' Ken answered.

Vicky sighed as relief shattered through her.

''So, he didn't bolt when it started?'' Vicky asked, her eyes widening
mischieviously.

''Why should he? He loves her,''

She smacked him on his shoulder, ''No one is doubting that, even
Chiagozie can tell that he loves her, but I was expecting a big drama,
like him stuttering with that mouth that he's been using to scream
'Love doesn't exist' up and down."

''That was then,''Ken answered, carassing her head.

''I can't wait for K.C's turn, I know that one to be a difficult and
mischievious person, so even if he falls in love, he will have a hard
time knowing it.''

''I'm suspecting him and that fair and busty girl.'' Ken said,
narrowing his eyelids.

''Mati..."

''Matilda,'' Ken completed, ''Those two were the hottest couple back
then when they dated in the university, but K.C's inability to stick
to one woman and our 'Just fling' principle, the relationship didn't
last. I guess they're back together but are still keeping it a
secret.''

''Nah, you're wrong. I think he's already in love with the yoruba
lady, didn't you see how they were all lovey dovey at his father's
burial.''

''I still think it's Matilda. According to K.C, he's just friends with
the yoruba lady.''

Vicky looked up at him, ''And you believe him?''

Nodding gently, he replied, ''Yes!''

''I still think I'm right. Let's make a cool bet,''

''I'm in.'' he said and they locked their little finger.

''if he finally falls or rather realizes that he's in love with the
yoruba girl, you will give me a million naira for arguing
unnecessarily with me.''

''Seriously? What do you need the money for?'' Ken asked.

''None of your business,'' she drawled. ''but if he falls in love and
marries Matilda, I will give a hundred thousand,''

Ken laughed loudly, ''What do you gain in cheating your husband?''

''Who's cheating?'' she asked, feigning anger.

''Sorry Ma,'' he replied, patting her head gently. ''What if he
doesn't marry any of them?''

Vicky laid thoughtfully for a while before she finally whispered,
''You'll still give me the money then from it, I'll give you your one
hundred thousand.''

Ken shook his head and murmured, ''Why do some people just love cheating?''

Vicky sat up and pushed him aside while he laughed playfully, raising
a pillow she threw it at him and laid down.

''Fine, I'm sorry. You'll get what you want.'' he apologized, placing
a head on his shoulder.

''You know you're supposed to be paying me for taking care of two
babies at a time, it's not easy.'' she said without turning to look at
him.

He removed his hand and planted a kiss where his hand had been, ''Name
your price Ma'm.''

''Leave me, I'm feeling sleepy.'' she said but he refused to give up,
he turned her gently to face him. Engaging her in a conversation, just like it used to be before
Katherine came between them; he gave her the detailed explanation of
what happened during the the day.
****

KimberlyWest:

Thanks alot. I didn't go for this year's convention.
Post utme made me forget this story, I'm writing on Saturday.
I will update later, thanks.

kim mama success o.

GOD will cu 2ru ooo

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Nice update kim

thanks for d update

nice one
keep it up

thank God, now that they ave seen the person with Nate money now. Don't forget my own share.
Jane don't beg on this issue because i won't support you.



k.c i don't like the way u dey slow things jare.

may u come out with an excellent results that will call for testmony and plenty dance and rice

****

The following morning, just as promised Dami and her sister showed up
at K.C's doorstep at exactly 9AM.

''Good morning uncle.'' Rachel greeted and entered before he even had
the chance to ask them to come in.

Having the good grace not to speak to her about her attitude, he
ignored her and ushered Dami in.

''Sorry about that little brat,'' Dami apologized, on behalf of her
sister. ''sometimes she behaves like a spoilt kid and some other times
she behaves like an adult.''

''Remember, I have her kind at home.'' K.C said.

They walked to his bedside where Rachel already stood, helping K.C
fold the clothes he earlier on scattered on the bed.

''So, you can be this good.'' K.C teased Rachel.

''I've kept my own side of the deal.'' she simply replied and kept on
folding the clothes neatly into his bag.

''What deal?'' Dami asked, puzzled.

''Nothing.'' they chorused like a bunch of scared kids.

Dami eyes darted from K.C to her sister and then rested back on K.C ''I smell..."

''I smell Jealousy.'' Rachel interrupted.

''It's still cold, I don't want to slap that cheek of yours.'' Dami warned.

''Ok, sorry sister. You're leaving, so let me be nice to you.''

''It will kill you to be nice.'' Dami retorted.

''Uncle, am I not being nice by helping you pack your bag?'' Rachel asked.

Now what? She's putting words in my mouth now, K.C thought and smiled
lightly at her and went over to his bed and collected his clothes from
Rachel.

''What?'' she asked, obviously annoyed.

He tossed the last clothe into the bag and looked up at Rachel. ''Be
nice to your sister and behave well.''

She sighed and looked at K.C, ''I didn't come here for lecture, I came
to say goodbye to you two.''

''Thanks.'' K.C replied and and slightly rubbed her shoulder, ''You're
a brilliant girl, I don't know why you keep behaving like a spoilt
child, but please take it easy, you're getting your sister irritated.

Her expression softened under his watch and she turned to her sister,
''I'm sorry sister, I had no idea I was getting you irritated.''

''It's okay brat.'' Dami said, patted her head and turned to K.C with
a smile on her face.

Inevitably, he smiled and silently congratulated himself for ending
the never-ending between the sisters. The question now becomes, how
long it will last?

''Sister, let me confess, I took that your white top.'' Rachel said.

''What?'' Dami growled.

''Don't get mad at me, I will return it wehn next you visit.'' She
responded, innocently.

''10AM.'' K.C said to both of them.

''Sorry,'' Dami apologized.

''So, Big baby.'' he said, referring to  Rachel, ''Did you think about
what we talked about yesterday, about changing your course, or
studying the one you have in mind but with the right motive.''

''Nah, I won't change, I must also eat that national cake.''

''Ha! Thank God you also told her, you don't study a course with that
kind of motive.'' Dami said, stroking her sister's shoulder.

''Na your mouth!'' she replied in pidgin english.

Groaning, her voice rose a notch in frustration, ''How many times have
I warned you to stop speaking pidgin.''

''I've lost count.'' she replied, indifferently.

Controlling the laughter that threatened to burst, K.C raised his
phone up in their face, ''That's the hotel taxi driver, time to
leave.''

''Ouch! It hurts that you two are leaving, I won't have anyone to
tease and fight with, that's painful.'' Rachel said and gave each of
them a hug.

''I can't wait to leave.'' Dami gritted out, ''Let's go.''

Rachel led the way, carrying K.C's small sized bag.
They got out and carefull placed their bag in the black toyota camry,
the driver started the engine and sped off after Dami was done hugging
her sister.

****

''Sweetheart, we're running late, today service is supposed to start
by 10AM.'' Ken said to his wife, flipping through the T.V stations.

''I'm coming, give me a minute.'' she replied from the kitchen.

He momentarily left the television on a news station and just when he
was about to change it, the presenter read out an interesting headline
which caught his attention.

''...A young Nigerian lady simply identified as Katherine has lost her
life in Raham Kash hospital in India, while undergoing a butt
enlargement sugery.''

''Everybody want to be Kim Kardashian West, stupid ladies.'' Vicky
retorted, walking into the sitting room with her baby's flask balanced
on her hand.

''What?'' Ken screamed.

Turning to face Ken. ''What is i...'' she trailed off and the flash
dropped to the floor with a loud thud.

''Oh My God, It can't be, it can't be, it can't be Katherine, the
Katherine  I know, it can't be her. Oh My God.'' Vicky cried out.

''...May her soul rest in peace.'' The presenter concluded.

Crying loudly to Ken's amazement, Vicky sat on the chair with her hand
on her head. ''Katherine can't be dead. Katherine, it can't be.''

''Sweethear..."

''Tell me it's not Katherine,'' Vicky said, pointing a finger to the
T.V where Katherine's picture was once displayed.
'Sweetheart, calm down.'' he whispered.

She let out a loud cry, ''Katherine is dead.''

Church service is over!

Gently, he placed her head on his chest, ''Calm down.''

''Kath is dead, Kath is dead.'' she shouted, hitting him on his chest.

''I shouldn't have turned on the television,'' he murmured.
''Sweetheart, you need to calm down.''

''How am I suposed to calm down, stop asking me to calm down, Kath is
dead!'' she cried out.

What am I to do now? I thought the news is supposed to put a smile on
her face, if not for any reason, but for the fact that the woman who
was after her home and her husband is dead. Oh God help me! Ken prayed
silently as Vicky kept on crying like she lost a close family member.

He decided to try to calm her once more, ''Sweetheart, the baby is crying.''

She became quiet only for her to contine wailing when she heard no cry
from the baby's cradle.

''What the hell did I get my into by turning on the T.V on a sunday
morning? What the hell?'' Ken gruffled and hissed.

Acting like he doesn't care does not mean he's happy about Katherine's
death, deep down it hurt that Katherine died and worst still in the
horrible way she died, but then again, Vicky's wailing like she just
lost a family member, keeps getting him pissed off no matter how hard
he tries.

''Sweetheart, It's time for church.'' he said, hoping it will make
her stop, but it only added fuel to the already burning fire as she
gave out a shriek and started crying all over again.

''How am I supposed to handle this mess now.'' he questioned silently
and then an idea came to his mind.

He quickly took out his phone from her pocket and dialled Queen's
number, maybe, just maybe she can come over and help him calm Vicky
down.

''...the number you are trying to call is currently not available.''
came the reply much to his annoyance.

''What do I do now.'' he asked, rubbing his face tiredly.

He watched her cry for sometimes and he decided to try again. ''Vicky,
Kath's death shouldn't affect you like this.''

Worst approach ever! The loud cry she let out after the words left his
mouth, proved it.

He draped his hand over his mouth and silently said, ''Ok! It's
official, I'm the worst person for this job.''

The baby's cry upstairs gave him a nice excuse to escape the
uncontrollable situation. He rushed upstairs, leaving Vicky whose
wailing has now reduced to a loud sob.

A bright sunday morning turned drear!

****

KimberlyWest:
****



He draped his hand over his mouth and silently said, ''Ok! It's
official, I'm the worst person for this job.''

The baby's cry upstairs gave him a nice excuse to escape the
uncontrollable situation. He rushed upstairs, leaving Vicky whose
wailing has now reduced to a loud sob.

A bright sunday morning turned drear!

****

Probably Katherine and Vicky are somewhat related, 'cos I don't understand why her death should make her cry like that.

Nice work,Kimberlywest

Thanks for d update, more inspiration

Rip Kath.... baby how u preparing? sucess all d way

Thnx for the update wish u success in ur exam.

Kim honey,As you surprise us today for this wonderful updating God will surprise you in your forth coming exam.

KimberlyWest:


Thanks alot. I didn't go for this year's convention.

Post utme made me forget this story, I'm writing on Saturday.

I will update later, thanks.

Which you best of all results, the lord is with you...which institution are u aspiring?

Shegson12345:
Kim honey,As you surprise us today for this wonderful updating God will surprise you in your forth coming exam.

Amen!!! Kim success in ur exam

Thanks for the sweet updates, can't wait to have more. Thanks sweet Kim..
Rip Kath, u reaped what u sowed. Enlarging ur breast is not enough for u i guess, pele tie...

Thanks for the update kim

Nice one Kimberlywest

And welcome back

u are the bomb

opynahnah:

Which you best of all results, the lord is with you...which institution are u aspiring?

Amen.

University of Nigeria.

Thanks for the comment everyone.

Too busy with past questions, eleventh hour reading

KimberlyWest:


Amen.
University of Nigeria.
Thanks for the comment everyone.
Too busy with past questions, eleventh hour reading

wishing you the best in your exams. Sis.