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Episode Three

My mind was filled so many things as we left home to the airport. What could be the cause of her mother's illness because I was finding it hard to believe that the soap had already started taking effect. What if it was the soap? How would Emeka feels if he finds out I'm responsible for his mother's illness? This is it, I thought. My dream was about to come through. Fear gripped my heart. This could lead to divorce? I blamed myself for not telling him, then closed my eyes sadly, regretting my decisions.

The hazy light of dusk stretched cool across the village the moment the cab that took us from the airport pulled to a stop. We got down and moved carefully over the sloping grass into the shrine of the juju priest.

Emeka hurried towards his mother. She was lying on a mat with her eyes closed. “Mama." He sat down beside her and put her head on his lap.

I stared at my mother-in-law silently. I couldn't believe my eyes. Someone that was looking very fat became so thin in just few days. I drew in a deep breath and pulled my gaze away.

The chief priest walked into the shrine. With a red garment on him. “You are all welcome.” He said and settled down on a wooden chair.

“I have brought Emeka here as you have ordered.” His uncle said.

The priest stared at Emeka. “My son, you are welcome.”

“Thank you, baba.”

“I have consulted the oracle.” The priest cleared his throat. “I found out that your mother sickness was caused by her evil deed.”

Emeka felt his eyes narrowed. “How?.”

“He that sow evil, will reap evil. Your mother is paying for the evil things she had done." The priest said. “It's only God who can save her from this sickness."

Emeka pulled himself up. “I won’t let her die. Uncle please help me, let us carry her to the hospital.”

His uncle pulled in a deep breath and stared at the priest. "Help us, please, do not let my sister die.”

“There is nothing we can do.” The priest glanced at my mother-in-law. “She will die tomorrow before the sun set."

“Uncle we don’t have much time please, let us take her to the hospital.” Emeka pleaded. "Nkechi help me lift her up."

His uncle stared at him silently and shook his head.

“My son.” The priest said. “Do not waist your time, she will die.”

“No, I won’t let her die”

“Sit down and listen to me.”

“No, I can't watch her die.”

The priest pulled himself up angrily. “I say sit down.”

Emeka blew out a long breath and sat down beside his mother.

“Young man, for how long have you been married?” The priest asked and slowly went down to his wooden chair.

“Seven years.” Impatience edge Emeka's voice.

“How many children do you have?.”

“None.”

The priest stared at him for few seconds and shook his head. “Your mother is the one behind it.”

“My what?" Emeka narrowed his eyes in disbelief and shook his head. ”No, no,  My mother will never do such.”

His uncle stared at the priest with his eyes widened.. “Are you sure of what you're saying?”

"The oracle cannot lie. If only she can talk, she would have confessed with her mouth." The priest met my eyes. “My daughter. The oracle says you will have a child, but you must discontinue the ritual, or else you will die.”

He shot the words at me like an arrow unerring and straight for the target. I shivered in fear. The ribbon in my stomach tied itself into solid heavy knot, and fear clutched at my heart. I bowed my head silently and sucked in a hard breath.

"Ritual?" Emeke asked in confusion. "What ritual?"

“Do not be scared my daughter.” The priest said. “Tell your husband the truth. ”

I stared at Emeka with his month wide opened, then pulled my eyes away and slowly met his eyes again. With tears, I told him the whole truth about the black soap. “I am sorry.” I added.

"How dare you Nkechi.” Emeka's voice was harsh and cold. “How dare you do such without telling me. I trusted you, why do you do this to me Nkechi, why?”

Emeka shook his head and stared at his mother with tears streaming down his cheeks. "How could you do this mama? What have I done to deserve this from you?" He cried for few seconds then pulled himself up and walked out angrily out of the shrine.

“Emeka.” His uncle hurried after him. “Emeka you can’t leave your mother like this.”

Emeka stopped at once and turned to face him. “Let her reap the fruit of her labour. And I don’t ever want to see any of you in my house.” His voice rang hard and cold.

I quickly joined him as he entered the car.

"Take me back to the airport," Emeka ordered the cab man.

“Emeka listen to me.” His uncle ran after the car. “Emeka wait, Emaka.”

Emeka ignored him and told the driver not to stop.

As we got to the airport, I slowly slid my gaze to Emeka. I couldn't stop the tears running down my cheeks.  “I am sorry.. Forgive me.” I said soberly.

“Shut up.” He got mad at me, not minding the stares of other passengers. “Just shut up.”

With the look I saw in his eyes, I knew something was about to get ugly...

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“Do you want to wait till another woman will get pregnant for your husband?” Lara got up from her chair, walked to the refrigerator and back with cold malt drinks. She handed one to me.

"Thanks." I said. "I'm just kind of scared about the effect of the black soup."

“Are you pitying her your mother-in-law?” Lara said. “She deserve no pity, ore. A woman who made you childless for seven years. What's the pity?”

"I'm just scared Lara. And the dream I dreamt is giving me so much fear."

Lara stared at me silently. She held her can and poured it into a glass cup. "I understand dear, but you need to break the curse she placed upon you. Do I need to tell you this?"

I stared Lara silently. How could my mother-in-law do this to me? What have I done to deserve this from her? How could she hate me so much. No! She won't get away with this, I thought.

When I got home I met my mother-in-law in the sitting room. A young woman was sitting beside her. I knelt down in greetings. “Good evening, mama.”

She pulled her face away and hissed. "Keep your greetings to yourself."

I got up silently and stared at the lady sitting beside her while she slowly turned her face away. Without anymore words, I advanced into the bedroom.

Few minutes later, I was in the kitchen when Emeka returned from work. I left my cooking and walked into the sitting. “Welcome honey.”

“How are you sweetie?” Emeka hugged me with a kiss.

“Mama you didn’t tell me we're having a visitor.” Emeka smiled and settled beside his mother. "Who is this young lady."

My mother-in-law smiled softly. “She is the daughter of chief Uzo. Her name is Ada.”

“Good evening sir.” Ada knelt in greeting, feeling shy.

“She's the I've been telling you about, I've already asked her father for her hand in marriage.” My mother-in law became serious. “You know you are not getting younger Emeka. That’s why I asked Ada to come over." She smiled. “As you can see, She’s a beautiful woman, she will born plenty, plenty pikin for you that will call you daddy.” She laughed.

Emeka pulled out an explosive breath and slammed his arm on his forehead. "Gosh!" He rose to his feet. “Mama I didn't tell you to bring me a wife.”

“Do you want to remain childless all your life.” My mother-in-law rose with anger.

“Mama, what makes you think my wife can't give me a child?”

“Which wife? Is it this firewood you called a wife.” She turned her gaze toward me. “She can never give you a child. She's a witch who had sold all her children to the river goddess.”

My mother-in-law's words hit me with a force of an unseen blow, but I remain calm, and stared at her silently.

“Enough mama.” Emeka was greatly annoyed. “I love my wife, and I am not taking a second wife.”

“Are you shouting on me Emeka? You are shouting on me because of this witch you called your wife.” She threw me an angry look.

“Mama please…”

“Emeka you must marry Ada, I am your mother, and you must do what I say.” She sank back into her chair. “Ada will stay in this house as your wife."

Emeka stood silently for a long moment. “Mama I want you to take Ada back to the village tomorrow morning. I will come over to see you.”

My mother-in-law pulled herself up. “You lied Emeka. Ada will stay in this house.”

"Are you forcing her on me?"

"Why won't I force her you? Was she not the one I told you to marry before you went ahead and married this witch you called a wife. Emeka, I cannot open my eyes and let someone one who doesn't know how I suffered on you drag you like a rag. Over my dead body."

"I don't care, mama. Take Ada and return back to the village." Emeka met Ada's gaze. "Look here young woman, don't let my mother deceive you. As you can see, I'm married and I love my wife." He said and walked angrily out of the sitting room.

"We shall see," his mother got to her feet. "Ada will stay in this house whether you like it or not."

The following morning she left with Ada back to the village after a long of argument between she and her son. On that same night, I started bathing with the soap without telling my husband.

After fouth day of bathing with the soap, which was on Sunday. I was in the living room with Emeka when the door bell rang.

The gateman opened the front door into the sitting room after he was told to do so. "Oga one man dey for gate.” The gate man said. "Him say he want to see you”

“Who is he?” Emeka asked.

“Oga he say him be your uncle. Him say him come from village."

“My uncle? Bring him in.” Emeka said sharply.

The gateman walked out of the sitting room and back in few minutes later with Emeka's uncle.

“Uncle.” Emeka rose to his feet. “You are welcome.”

I quickly went down on my kneels. "Welcome sir."

“Emeka, my son.” His uncle said and met my eyes. "My daughter how are you?" He sat down. "How is work Emeka?"

“Fine uncle, we thank God o.” Emeka said. Smiling. “Sweetheart please go and prepare food for my uncle.”

“Ok honey.” I pulled myself up.

“No, no, never mind my dear.” His uncle stopped me and turned his gaze to Emeka. “I came to inform you that your mother have been lying sick for the past three days.”

“My mother?” Emeka leaned forward. “She was here four days ago feeling healthy.”

“She had been seriously sick Emeka. She cant even open her month to speak."

“My mother?.” Emeka slid his gaze to me.

“We've carried her to the chief priest.” He cleared his throat. “The priest said if we don’t act fast, she will die in the next three days.”

“It can’t be.” Emeka said. ” We are leaving to the village immediately.”

Emeka met my gaze. “Sweetie, let’s go see my mother.”

Fear gripped my heart.


©Harry Enomamien.. 2018


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EPISODE TWO


I got home very late with sad feelings. I was finding it hard to believe if my mother-in-law could do such. For what reason? The thought was making me sick.

Emeka got up from his chair the moment I stepped into the sitting room. "Sweetie."

"Honey I'm really sorry for coming back late, the traffic was terrible." I lied.

Emeka smiled, then gave me a hug. "I thought as much."

"Have you eaten?"

"No. I was waiting for you to return, but mama is preparing food for us." He said with a smile.

My mother-in-law walked out of the kitchen with a frown. "You see. Look at the time a married woman is coming back home," she said to her son. "And you want me to keep quiet. Can a responsible woman be this late outside when she knows she have responsibilities, you see your life."

"Mama..." Emeka met her gaze. "Why are you always like this?"

"I know you won't see anything wrong because she had used her juju to cover your face, ewu."

I signed and shook my head silently, then slowly walked into the room. I sat down for a very long moment, thinking of the possible way to hide the news from my husband? I was so worried if to tell him or not of what the herbalist said about his mother. How will I explain to him? Would he ever believe me? I let out a long breath, pulled my face toward door as Emeka stepped into the room.

"I can see you're very tired," Emeka said and sat beside me.

I managed a lazy smile. "I'm exhausted, I need to take a shower."

"Okay, go have your bath and join me when you finish so we can eat."

"I'm not going to eat her food."

Emeka stared at me. "Why?"

"I'm not hungry."

He pulled out a soft laugh. "Stop acting like a child, go have your bath and let's eat."

"I said I'm eating, haba."

"I know you and mama are not in good conditions, but she's my mother and keep yourself away from her will only worsen the situation."

"Emeka, leave me alone. That woman doesn't like me for anything and I don't want to receive more insult from her this evening, abeg."

He stared at me for few seconds. "Anyway, if you insist, but I hope you're not sleeping on empty stomach?"

"I will make some tea and have a few sliced bread." I pulled myself up from the bed.

"Alright, go take a shower while I go prepared the tea for you."

"Thanks dear." I said while Emeka walked out of the room.

Few minutes later after taking my bath, I walked into the sitting room and heard my mother-in-law's voice from the kitchen quarreling with Emeka."

"What's this you're doing?" She asked.

"Making a cup of tea." Emeka told her.

"For who?"

"For Nkechi."

"You? What is she doing that she cannot prepare tea for herself? Are you a man at all?"

"What is wrong in making tea for my wife, mama?"

"Everything is wrong." She yelled at him. "I said it. I know you've been used. She has used her juju on you and you're now acting as her boy, boy."

"Mama, stop those things you're saying."

"Stop what? You should be ashamed of yourself." She carried the cup of tea that Emeka had prepared and poured content away into kitchen sink. "Nonsense."

Emeka widened his eyes in disbelief. "Mama, what's the meaning of all this?"

"Why not beat me. Beat me for that useless wife of yours."

"I can't take this anymore from you mama." Emeka said with annoyance. "I think it's the right time you return back to the village."

"Oh, you want to send me away because of that good for nothing woman, abi."

"Yes, you have to. Because I won't open my eyes and let you destroy my marriage."

"You call this one marriage?" She laughed a wicked laugh. "Seven years marriage with nothing to show for it, no single pikin and you're happy? You're a fool."

I was consumed with anger the moment my mother-in-law uttered those words. I felt like confronting her to pour out my anger but the respect I have for my husband wouldn't let me. I just turned and returned back into the bedroom. Emeka came to me after preparing another cup of tea and apologised, while I took it from him without a word.

As I laid in bed to sleep, I thought whether to tell Emeka about what I had discovered about his mother, but I was too scared of how he would react. I thought over it for a long moment and slept off.




A little after midnight.


"Emeka please don’t do this to me.” I said with tears running down my checks.

“Get out of my house.” Emeka yelled and threw my bag outside the house. “I don’t ever want to set my eyes on you again."

“Honey please don’t do this to me, I beg you.” I cried. “Please forgive me.”

‘”Get out of my house you witch.” He yelled.

I held his arm but he pushed me away and kicked me with his leg. "Get out!!"

“Please....don't do this to me."

My mother-in-law stood at the side of the house, laughing at me.

"Just get out!"

"No!"

I snapped my eyes opened. My voice jerked Emeka from sleep.

“Sweetie.” Fear gripped him. “Are you ok?”

“I…..I had a bad dream.” I said slowly.

Emeka stared at me and let out a soft breath. He stared at the wall clock, it was 12:45am. “It’s ok dear, it’s just a dream.” He put his arm around my shoulder. “Go back to sleep.”

I woke up late to the morning sun streaming through the opened window. I pulled myself up and walked into the sitting room to see Emeka getting ready for work.

“Morning sweetie.” Emeka smiled and stood up. “Feeling good?”

‘”Yes honey.”

“I’m already late, I need to get going.” He kissed me lightly on my cheek. “I love you.”

“I love you too honey.” I forced a smile against it. “Honey there is something I will like to tell you.”

“Really?” He picked up his car keys from the center table. “We will talk about it later. I have an appointment to catch up with.”

“Honey but….”

“Talk later sweetie.” He said, and hurried out of the living room.

I sat down gently and drew in a long breath. The thought of my nightmare brought fear upon me, trying to put meaning to the dream. Why would Emeka sent me out of his house? Was it because I told him the truth about his mother? Or was it because I kept it to myself? What I'm I going to do now? I need to go see Lara. I got up from the chair and walked into the bedroom.

********

My eyes blinked against the sunlight as I came down from my car, parked against a knot of cars at the front of Lara’s supermarket. I heard Lara's voice as I approached the entrance of her big store.

“Leave me alone.” Lara voice rose with anger.

“Lara what's the problem?” I asked.

“See this man o.” She struggled to keep the anger out of her voice. “I say I no do, na by force?”

I glared at the gentleman standing in front of Lara. He returned my stare with a smile, and gently walked out of the supermarket.

“Why are you so hard on him." I sat down. ”Lara take it easy o.”

“Na by force?” She hissed.

“Do you want to remain single all your life? Lara you're not getting young o."

“I’m better off.” Lara snapped. “I’m not looking for love. Besides I don’t Believe in it."

“Everyone believes in love, Lara. That's what is still keeping my marriage, you know."

“Good for you, but not in my case.” She waved a disgusted hand.

“Why?”

“Fine. I’ve experienced that unstable emotion on a number of occasions. Every single time I offer my heart to some man, he crushes it.”

“Everyone’s heart has been broken, Lara,” I Paused, looking for the right words. “You know, the emotional equivalent of no pain, no gain.”

“Ok I hear you.” Lara laughed and sat down. “I hope you’re following baba’s instruction?”

“Not yet o." I sighed and pulled my gaze away.

“Why?”

“I’m scared.”

Lara stared at me for few seconds. “There is no time to waste, Nkechi.”

“I know, but i'm just scared, Lara."

She sighed. “Don’t you want to have a child? What is your fear?”

“I had a bad dream that Emeka sent me out of his house.”

“A dream?" Lara stared at me for few seconds. "Did you tell your husband about what baba told you?"

"Not yet."

“You need to be strong.” She said. "You need to put fear aside and do what Baba told you to do? Who knows what your mother-in-law would do next."

I drew in a deep breath and stared at Lara for a long moment.....

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wow..the story is really wonderful,I love it from the beginning to the end .thumps up

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best story ever.... I really love it just dat i don't knw how andrew is going to take d news since they're both love

Thanks dearie.

I also feel for Andrew, but in life somethings are never meant to be no matter how hard we forced ourselves into It. Abigail deserved the best, and choosing James wasn't just her decision, I believe it was due to the fact that John was in support by speaking through James. I think that was the main reason why she took the decision. I also blamed Andrew for not making his feelings known to her on time, he was only beating around the bush. Abigail had made her mind, so let's support her decision and wish her a happy new beginning.

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Episode One


“You’ve been quiet.” Lara sighed. “Are you sure you want….”

“I’m fine.” I gave Lara a weak smile.

Lara studied my face for few seconds. “Ok o.” She leaned back in her chair, of a Toyota bus that was driving us to Abeokuta. As the bus rolled to a stop, I stretched my body, cramped from the long journey.

“Let’s take a bike.” Lara said sharply. “This way.”

The shrine was located in a very small quiet village. It took us another 45 minutes from the main town to the village.

“How did you get to know this place?” I asked.

“A friend.” Lara paused, as if choosing the right words. “A friend brought me here when I got poisoned.”

“Poisoned? ” My eyes widened. “When?”

Lara sucked in a deep breath. “It’s a long story.” She sighed. “Last year news.” A soft smile played about Lara’s lips. “We are close, the next house.” Lara pointed toward the shrine.

The compound was quiet. Lara glance around and knocked. “Good afternoon. Is anyone home?”

“You may enter.” A sharp order came from inside the shrine.

Lara pushed open a wooded door. “Baba it’s me Lara.”

The herbalist sat down on a small mat. He pulled himself up and turned toward us. “Ahhh! Lara omo mi....Please do sit down.”

We sat down on a small wooden chair. “Baba, this is my friend I told you about.” Lara said with a soft smile.

The herbalist brows drew together thoughtfully. “Oh! Welcome my daughter.” He said with a cracked voice and cleared his throat. “Put your mind at rest. As long as you’re able to made it here, you will have a child.”

“Thank you baba.” I said with a smile.

The herbalist advance into a small room. Within minutes he came back, and sat down opposite us. “What is your name?.”

“Nkechi.” I said in a quick reply.

He lay a small white cloth on the floor and threw some cowries on it.”Ifa olokun aso oro dayo.” He said some incantations, and stared at me silently for a moment. “Show me your left hand.”

I stretched forward my left hand. He studied my palm for few minutes and laughed, a hard, unpleasant sound. “You will have a child. He stared straight into my eyes. “But she will have to die."

“Die? ” My gaze slide to Lara. “I don’t understand.” Fear shadowed my voice.

“Someone will have to die, for you to have a child.” He pulled himself up. “That’s the only way.”

“Baba please, open up to us. We don’t understand.” Lara pleaded.

He turned his gaze toward me, and studied my face for a moment. “Your mother-in-law is the one behind it. She's the reason why you could not have a child.” The words exploded from him.

“My what? ” I swallowed hard. “Did you just say my mother-in-law?” I turned my gaze to Lara. “Did you hear that?”

How on earth would I believe that? How could my mother-in-law that has been giving me sleepless night for not giving her son a child could be responsible.

Lara drew in a deep breath. “This is unbelievable.” She shook her head. ” What a wicked world.”

"I can't believe this." I said to Lara.

The old man laughed and met my eyes. "I know you won't believe it. Wait and see with your eyes." He walked out of the shrine and back with a small clay pot filled with a kind of dirty water. "Two of you come closer."

We got up and moved closed to him. He washed our faces with water and told us to sit down. He pointed toward a red cloth that was hung like a poster on the wall and said some incantations.

I couldn't believe my eyes as the red cloth displayed my mother-in-law standing beside a river. She held a small padlock in her arm. She called my name three times, that I will never have a child, then locked the padlock and threw it into the river.

My eyes widened in disbelief. I glanced at Lara and back to the old man. “Baba please help me.” My voice trembled.

The herbalist stared at me and laughed. “Relax your mind young woman.” He cleared his throat. “You will have a child. But what must be done, must be done.”

He brought out a small calabash and opened it. It was filled with black soap. “Take this.” He said. “Wash yourself with the soap inside the calabash for seven days. Each day at midnight.”

I stared at Lara and back to the old man. I sighed, and collected the calabash from him.

I stood unmoving for many minutes the moment we left the place. Lara glanced at her watch. “It’s getting late, Nkechi.” She blew out a long breath. ”Standing here will not solve the problem.”

I sighed, crossed my arms over chest and met her gaze. “I don’t know what to do, Lara.” I shook my head and turned my gaze away. “I don’t think I can hide this from Emeka, I will have to tell him. He deserve that much.”

Lara stared at me with a gaze steady and firm. “I would advice you to keep this to yourself.” She said in a low tone. “If you want to keep your marriage, you would have to fight this battle alone.”

I met her gaze. "Do you think it would be possible following the herbalist instruction without him knowing? We've been married for years, and we don't hide anything from each other. I'm thinking how he would feel if he finds out."

"Why are you talking like a child?" Lara met my gaze. "This involves his mother. How do you think he would feel if you tell him that his mother is responsible for the mystery, do you think he would believe you?"

I pulled my eyes toward the ground. This is not going to be easy, I thought. Could it be true? You can't trust those herbalist. They could do anything to get more from you. My mind was flooded with many thoughts. I glanced at Lara. "Are you sure this man is saying the truth?"

Lara crossed her arms over her chest and stared at me silently....


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A Story Of Harry Enomamien

I pulled my eyes toward the ceilings in tears as my mother-in-law quarried my husband for not taking a second wife. It wasn't the first time, she was always like that whenever she paid us a visit, trying her best to persuade her son to do her wish.

"How long will you keep this firewood you called a wife .” My mother-in-law yelled angrily.

"Mama please, I don’t like all this.”

“You don’t like what, Emeka? I am your mother and I want the best for you.”

"It's God that gives children, mama."

"For how long will I wait to see my grandchildren?” Anger snapped the old woman's words. “For good seven years, Emeka.” She yelled and turned her gaze toward me. “If you think you can hold my son with your juju not to take a second wife, you lied." She said, while I watched her silently as she walked out of the living room.

Emeka stared at me, and slowly settled beside me. “I’m really sorry sweetie. Please sweetie, please.”

"It wasn’t her fault.” I was in tears.

“It’s ok sweetie.”

The fear of losing my husband to another woman made me thought about what my friend, Lara told me. She told me about an herbalist with a guarantee of having a child. She claimed the man’s power was undisputed, and going to an herbalist for help was the last thing on my mind. But do I really have a choice?

It had been seven years since I married Emeka. A lot of prayer had been said. Many white garment churches, burning of candles and dry fasting for days, still nothing happened.

The pressure from my mother-in-law was killing me slowly. I can't stand the heart seeing my husband taking a second wife. Then One day, I summoned courage, and decided to see an herbalist.

My name is Nkechi Onyemaechi. I have a story to tell you all.

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Godwindanielboy:
This is wonderful, harrystories. When i thought i have read it all, you still spring suprises. Bravo!!! Thumbs up!!! Kudos!!! Thanks a lot. Keep souring high.

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thanks for the story @harrystories nice work more grace bro

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HarmonyJael:
I knew it! I knew dah Abigail will finally end up with James.
Nyc one Harrystories, ure doing a great job.
Buh wat abt Andrew, Spenky nd Abigail's friend, u didn't include dem na.
Atleast u should hv told us hw dey ended(my opinion though).

Thanks for reading.

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An Unexpected twist.
Nice ending.
Thanks for sharing this story with us Harry. Well done.

Thanks dearie...

Ann2012:
Happiness at last.....well done Harrystories

Thanks for the appreciation. God bless you.

labelle123:
Wow thanks for this wonderful story.

Many thanks to you dearie. God bless you.

skubido:
Wow, Ayo lojasi. Nice ending..this tin called Love sha
Tanks a lot OP. God will continue to bless ur hand work.

U too much

Amen...and you too dear. Thanks

DEIFIED:
Nice story. I enjoyed it and so thanks mr harry.

I'm glad you enjoyed it

Thanks for reading.

dupsai:
Nice one Harry, many thanks, more blessings.

Amen..Thanks dearie