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That morning, my husband David came to pick me at the airport. He was dry faced and tensed, very unusual.

Other times, David would be so excited to come pick me, he would kiss me and hug me passionately, but now, everything became different.
“You kept me waiting for hours in there.”
I said, gazing angrily at him.
“Don’t tell me it’s traffic honey, today is Saturday.”

“I am sorry, I had to pick the kids from summer lessons, and then rush to church to counsel a few couples.”He said soothingly.

“you now prepare the kids for school, What happened to Ifeoma? she is the kids nanny.”

“And you are the Kids mom!” He Screamed suddenly.
“you’ve been away from your family for 5months Ekom, the kids don’t even talk about you anymore.” David deliberately slowed his breathing in a bid to calm himself down.

I was silent for a while.
my lips quivered, but David ignored that he saw tears glistening in my eyes.

Catching his eyes as he tried to look at me, I sensed a shiver of unease go through him.

He was right, I was away from my family for four months or more, I had women’s conference and hundreds of women to mentor in Houston. It was a moment I didn’t want to miss.
Then I broke the silence; “what of Ifeoma?”

David looked uncertain. “she fell ill, so I asked her to go see Doctor Dennis.”

We were both quiet until we got home.

I sat on my bed now, I slipped off my slippers and sank my feet into rug and decided to keep them sunk in so that my toes would feel cushioned. So that a part of me would feel safe.

“mummy!” my daughter screamed, breathing deeply.
She smuggled into my arms and I grabbed her tight to myself.

“where is your sister?” I whispered into her ears.

“she is sleeping.”

Not long I heard tiny foots running along the corridor that led to my room. “mummy, mummy…” She jumped on me and kissed me on my cheeks, leaving me in the sweet comfort of motherhood.

They looked so healthy and chubby.

“what has aunty Ifeoma and Daddy been feeding you with?”

“Golden morn and banana porridge!” they chorused shrilly.

“Mummy, Church people said that you are no longer daddy’s wife.” My first daughter Teye said, her eyes became sad. Deep and sad.

“Aunty Ifeoma Now sleeps in daddy’s room.” Mfon the youngest said.
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Chapter One (01)
Sochima walked to the back of their house and met the shock of her life

Well it’s the shock of her life because she never expected such to happen

The pet of the house; the cat, Millie was sprawling on the ground, struggling for it’s life, substances coming out of it’s mouth

Millie was her favorite, her own pet, and she would never want anything to happen to it

She immediately raised an alarm

“Mum…….. mummy…….mum”, she shouted, her eyes still fixed on the dying cat

“What’s it? Why you shouting my name like that?”, Mrs Chike or better still, Vera, her mother said, coming out of the house

She pointed to the cat
“It’s Millie, look, it’s dying”, her voice was panicking

Vera looked at the struggling cat on the floor, and back at Sochima, who still had her eyes glued to the cat
Like there was anything she could do to help it

She clapped her hands
“So, it’s because of this thing, that you are shouting in this manner?”

“I don’t want it to die”, she cried

It was funny and amusing
Her mom laughed

“A grown-up like you is crying because of an animal”, she said and laughed

It was indeed funny
Sochima was really grown, and already developing the womanly features

Was in her senior secondary school one (SS1), and was much matured
So seeing her cry and panic for a pet, an animal, was really funny

“You must be a good comediene”, she said and walked to the cat

She looked at it properly, there was nothing she could figure out to help

Then the thought of calling Dr Kingsley, the family vet doctor and also a family friend, came to her

“Sochima, go get me my phone”, she instructed

Sochima ran in with speed and agility, she returned seconds later with the phone

Vera went through the contacts and dialed the doctor

He picked up immediately and she explained her problem to him

As expected, he showed his interest to come over and check out the cat

“Woohoo!”, Sochima exclaimed, visibly happy

Her mom looked at her and shook her head

“You must be crazy”, she said
“Go keep the phone where you brought it from”, she gave the phone to her

Sochima took it and went inside, dancing and rejoicing along

She was so happy, she wouldn’t let anything happen to her Millie
Dr Kingsley should better arrive on time else…….she would kill

She laughed
Kill indeed, but jokes apart, she would, if Millie dies

She walked into the sitting room and met Annette, her elder sister, staring out through the window

“What’s the noise for Sochi?”, she asked, as soon as she entered, still looking out the window

Sochima stopped in her tracks

“Well, Dr Kingsley is on his way here”, she said

Annette abruptly turned to look at her

“Dr Kingsley? What for?”, her eyes widened

“The cat is sick, so mom called him to come and check on her. You know she’s my favorite and I so much love her”, she walked away immediately, to avoid more questions

Annette found herself smiling and grinning from ear to ear

What?
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EPISODE 1
My name is Amanda, i grew up in a
christian home, my parents are both
government workers, my father works in
an oil company while my mother is a receptionist in a particular company.
When i was in secondary school, i
happened to be the best student in my
class, people liked to do things with me
because of my good altitude and am also
intelligent. When i was seven years old, then i was
still in primary school, i have a very nice
voice and i was good in singing, i
proposed in my heart to become a
christian musician when i grew up.
I am the only child of my parents, each time i come back home from school, i do
stay lonely, nobody in the house to stay
with, we have only one neighbor in our
compound, his name is uncle ken, my
parents normally come back late at night,
they will ask me to stay with uncle ken till any of them arrives home.
So each time i come back from school, i
will eat my food and go straight to uncle
ken’s house.
Uncle ken is a teacher in a private
secondary school, so he comes back early before any other person.
I stay in his house always, he liked me
because i have a nice voice and i can
sing very well.
Uncle ken always ask me to sing for him,
and each time am singing for him, he will carry me on his laps and will be touching
and romancing my body, i asked him why
he always do that and he said because
he always enjoy my voice whenever am
singing for him.
Uncle ken is a generous man, he gives to everybody, he never allowed me to go
hungry.
One day when i got to uncle ken’s house,
he asked me to sing for him, i told him
that am not in the mood to sing, he
pleaded with me and later gave me money and i started singing for him, he
was touching my head and he carried me
on his legs too.
As a seven years old girl, i have no
knowledge of any evil thing, my mind was
free but one day, uncle ken asked me to remove my clothes which i refused, he
wanted to touch me but i refused, he now
told me that if i stop him again from
touching me he will order me out of his
house.
After that day, i wanted to tell my parents of how uncle ken used to touched me but
i was afraid to voice it out.
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I live in a compound of 5 tenants minus
the landlord and his family. My landlady is
an Ikwerre woman, a voluptious average
bodied woman with a nice set of racks. She
has 1 boy and 3 girls. All are grown. This
woman seem to be the heart of our problem
in the compound. Her husband is a cool
man who overlooks simple things but this
woman will fight for everything to make sure
everyone understands that it is
her compound. Everything…..water, parking
space, light bill, etc. I never really found
myself in such a situation with her cos I
always tried to keep to myself. And she’s
got pretty daughters that benefited
generously of her body type but I do not
talk to them other than the
regular greetings. Though I know that they
like greeting me afterall i’m a young guy
living in their compound but I seem not to
want to be chatty with them. I like two of
the daughters especially the eldest who’s a
couple of years older than I am, then the
last daughter as well. I know they like me
too cos I’ve seen their glances and the way
they linger around when they greet me
or come to my house for something, hoping
we might strike a conversation.
One day, I parked my car in the
landlady’s parking spot and travelled cos it
came up suddenly. I was away for 5 days
before I went back home. I just got back
that afternoon and met an empty and quiet
compound. I put on the tv, took off my
clothes and was about to hit the shower
when a knock on the door redirected
my route. I opened it and saw the least
person I expected to see…… (you guessed
right), my landlady. She wore a blue blouse
and a wrapper around her waist. Surprised,
greeted her and she greeted me back and
asked simply “why did you park your car in
my space when you knew you were
travelling?” I told her that I was sorry and
that the journey came up abruptly, and that
I was in such a rush to even think. I could
see that she was furious and I added more
soothingly that I’d move it right away. She
seemed satisfied with my apology and
smiled, then asked me how my trip was and
she hope I brought something back.
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