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Well to my readers, followers:

I discovered comments are scanty, and I'l plead with you all not to just pass by after reading. Drop your comments please. Just do that. It aint easy typing, but i keep in mind that i must update to keep you all following.


#I keep you following with updates = You keep me going with your Comments/ Likes#

Thank you.

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As the family meeting dispersed, the thought of Sam crossed Louis' mind again. He held unto the thought as his mum embraced him and he smiled thoughtlessly. Two different things now occupied his mind. He had only watched and read about kidnappers, and he had a slight idea about how they were portrayed in movies in Nollywood- dark glasses, big-burnt lips, stout looks, and dark suits on a pair of jeans. The description of the two men fitted exactly with it all.


"Mum you're back." Helen hugged her mother again and looked up to her. The relatives were discussing in groups already, leaving the family to have time of themselves. The time read 1:42pm.


Mr Ola stood as his newly reconciled wife sat on the chair and attended to her kids. Bolu looked up his father and decided not to divulge much emotions. He was used to that already. Mr Ola sat, relaxing on the couch and soon afterwards fell asleep for a few minutes.

"Helen how have you been?"

"Good. Bad. Just there. We missed you and we'l like to know why you left. Was it work mainly?"


"I promise to answer all your questions soon enough darling."

Then she turned to Mr Ola's side.


"Lets do something funny with dad." Louis suggested and typed the password to his dad's Tab.


Bolu and Helen understood what Louis wanted to executed. They would take a few pics with him as he slept. Their mum could'nt help beaming. Bolu snapped them as they posed infront and behind their dad who snored on.

"Done!" Bolu snapped.




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Granpa and Uncle Folorunsho were seen discussing vibrantly at the balcony. They were deliberating on how to watch them closely. They still had Dupe's career to contend with.

"Ola! Ola!!" Granpa called.


"Baba mi!" Mr Ola jerked out of sleep and rubbed his eyes. He spied the clock.


"I guess you have discussed with your wife on how to take things forward from here." He discovered his son was tired "Kaare omo!" Ola stood from his sleep and smiled.

"Soon enough baba."

He stretched and soon afterwards called Dupe that the family would be going out for relaxation, to catch up immediately as possible.


"Please, Louis behave yourself, or you'll have no legs for football on Monday." Mr Ola adviced his son that loved jumping heights any time they visited any amusement park.

"Yes sir!" Louis bellowed excitedly. Then he remembered. Should he tell his dad? He pondered as the drove out to Graveville Park.


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Early that Saturday morning, Sam woke up early as usual. His mom had left for work. He saw a note and read-

"meet me at the shop by 11am" and remember to bring my food along."


He folded the paper and threw it elsewhere. His elder sister was in the kitchen. They lived in a bungalow flat in Adeniji street, Ayobo. It was a few streets from Louis' home. His dad woke up as he began his daily chores.

"Sam."

"Goodmorning daddy."

"Where's Amaka?"

"In the kitchen." and he continued with his chores.

A few minutes after, his dad drove his Benz car out for a wedding cermony in far away Ojota. Why he left them on such occasions, Sam could'nt understand. Only his mum saw it befitting for them to attend such events. He continued with his chores and an hour later, he assisted his sister in spreading washed clothes when two stout-looking men walked in.


"Is this Mr Ibe's address?" one of them queried

"No sirs, no Mr Ibe lives here."

They whispered some contact address quite audibly for Sam to grasp a few words from their conversation. Then they apologized and went out.

"Who are those sam?" Amaka asked.

"They asked after a certain Mr Ibe."

"Okay." and she hurried in to continue washing.


Sam finished early enough to find his way to the field to have fun. He told his sister, Amaka he would be back in time to attend to his mum's request and ran out despite Amaka sounding a note of warning. Saturdays were meant to be enjoyed.


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Sam traced his way to the field, a s he took the path through an uncompleted building. The owner didnt seem quite ready to completed it for almost three years. As he approached the building, the two men that came earlier to inquire after 'Mr Ibe' scampered behind him and snatched him. He screamed, but just after a cloth was dug down his little mouth. The two men rubbed some white powder over his arms and led him away. It was this moment that Louis saw him and called. His heart raced as he sighted Louis. He quickened his pace after waving at his friend. The knife behind his back pinced, frightened him enough as he was led into a Toyotta Corolla and they sped off.




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Song- P-Square- Wahala dey

FrankySnow: daveP

yes. Lets talk.....

PrettySpicey: READERS NOTICE

I would like to begin by saying a big THANK YOU to all my readers and followers... I sincerely appreciate you all.

I would also like to thank my readers who take the time to comment after every post... believe me when I say your comments are highly valued and they've been a source of encouragement.

Actually I am putting up this notice to address two issues - Comments and My up-coming Romance Novel.

COMMENTS:

I will speak on this, not only for myself but for all writers here on Nairaland.

Writing and Posting whether weekly or several times in a week is a very tedious job that takes not only time and effort but also a whole lot of other things.

Most writers here, myself inclusive, do not work any less hard on the works they publish here as they would on the works they would love to publish for sale. It is same effort, same time, same research, same editing and proofreading. Same everything... no difference.

At least for me there is none. I put as much work into my free reads as I would into works to be published for sale.

Free reads here are just that FREE READS. No one pays the writers for their job or time.

And for us writers we are not asking you to pay for something we willing gave you for free. BUT we need some form of recompense. Some form of appreciation. A token really on your parts as readers. And that something is your COMMENT.

As readers here on Nairaland you read works for free and most of you enjoy your writers' works and even appreciate their efforts. But the sad thing is most of you never show it.

You hide behind your ghostmodes and hit-and-run followership and do nothing to commend the works you have been given freely and have enjoyed.

It is not only wrong but also selfish... in my opinion.

My bottom-line on this issue is - as you make time to read our works, so too make the time to show appreciation and give us some encouragements by commenting.

My dear readers, please leave comments behind. Don't let's play the hit and run game. I take time and whatever it costs me to be here for you every week - do same for me... it is the least you can do for now.

I am inviting you as a reader to show your support for your writer. Read the work, if you enjoy it - leave a comment to indicate this. If you have some criticisms - do so politely with the knowledge this is someone's work and effort. If you do not care for the work - walk out of thread quietly and never trash a writer's work... it is actually an inhumane act.

So, I am inviting all my ghostmode readers and hit-and-run followers to begin today to not just read and enjoy but also comment and validate my work when necessary.

My motto is: RELAX, READ AND REMARK.


UPCOMING NOVEL


For followers and readers who knew me from our OSTW days and before, you have heard me speak of my soon-to-be-published romance novel.

What I have found really touching is that here on Nairaland none of you have ever asked about it or shown any interest in its arrival or any willingness to purchase it.

I know it's yet to be published but the very fact that you've heard me speak of it should have kept you impatient to read it... that is if you truly appreciate my work.

That lack of interest has made me wonder two things -

1. Do you all truly appreciate my work and me as a romance writer?

2. Are you all just free-to-read followers?

I am not certain which is the case, but time shall tell.

I am only alerting my new followers and readers that by the first week of October I hope to come out with my first ever published romance novel.

I am working on it right now. And doing my best to let this work of mine speak a language of its own.


Finally, I'd like to say that my posting my works here on Nairaland would not be forever. I only do so now to meet a dream. Sooner than later, I'll fully move back to my blog and post my free-reads only there.

Therefore I am inviting you all to my homestead, my base, my blog. Click on the link below and register your mail and become a follower, I'll truly appreciate it. But also do it for I cannot tell how long I can continue to make the time to post my works here.

http://alifediary./


Thank you all. And I hope we understand one another in this matter and begin to build a relationship beyond free-readers and a writer.

God bless.


TM aka PrettySpicey

EXACTLY! APPRECIATION IS KEY. THE PROCESS AINT EASY.


ITS AS IF YOU SAW MY MIND AND TABLED IT OUT ACCURATELY WITH THIS WRITE-UP. AS WRITER-WRITER, I MAY AVE BEEN GUILTY OF ONE, BUT FOLLOWERS SHOULD DROP ENCOURAGEMENTS. THATS ALL SHE ASKS FOR.


APPRECIATION
ENCOURAGE
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DRIVING FORCE!!!

PrinceAdepoju: @daveP, oya update na

im typing. Was charging earlier.....

He's back!!!!! Hope its nt ritual scene?