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Heeding an advice to split the post, I still got busted.

But I'm not about to let one silly spambot stop me. I'll get through this.

In case you don't hear from me, it means I've been blocked again.

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Ep. 10b


Sansa too had hardly spoken to me since the issue with Kome and honestly, that was her problem—
“Boda, pure water.” I looked up from the tract. An urchin was thrusting a sachet of water under my nose. I waved him off and wound up the glass; others would follow if I didn’t. It was getting dark and our car was stuck in the inescapable traffic jam in front of Ogbe-Ogonogo market. The policemen at the check booth were coaxing bus drivers for money. The bus drivers were unwilling and so stayed put in the middle of the road.
“Where you for carry that woman?” I asked the driver.
“Upper Iweka.”
Upper Iweka. It was probably where Kome was hiding her head.
The traffic cleared and the driver stopped to pick a passenger. Suddenly, I wanted him to take me home alone. I told him.
“You go pay? No shere ka’m bia here o.”
“I’ll pay. Just let’s go.”
He went on to tell me how he’d had a tough time importing his golf from Cotonou and how the taxi drivers’ association had put him through hell. When he couldn’t get me to join his charade, he stopped.

Ep. 10a


Kome’s hard gaze reminded me of Medusa, only that Kome’s braids ran neatly down the back of her neck, not snake-like like Medusa’s. The taxi driver felt the discomfort and reached to turn up the volume of the radio. 9ice’s Gangan Aso was on repeat and the driver’s head bobbed vigorously to the beat.
“Hey Kome,” I started.
She averted her eyes and motioned for the driver to stop. She threw him some notes and alighted. When the car pulled away, I noticed her belly bump. Mein Gott! Kome was pregnant!
Was it from that night or somewhere else?
Kome was a decent person to the best of my knowledge, I doubted that she’d been gallivanting around with guys. But none of this made sense. She had gotten drunk at Club Royale and Shaggy had left her with me. I took her to my apartment, lay her in my bed and went to sleep in the sitting room with the rest of my goons. She woke the following morning saying all kind of things. No one knows what happen. Now here she was pregnant.
I had thought she got transferred somewhere else, but it was clear now that she’d stopped work because of the embarrassment.
A tract on the dashboard read Why worry? I pulled it off and scanned it absently.

I'll try again, after being locked out 4 times. Please, you may still read the latest updates here: superiorwords.com/blog.

Say me a prayer guys as I attempt to make another post

Believe me, the spam bot has been blocking me out every since. Two days in a row now.

The bot blocked me out yesterday

So I'll put up this week's and last week's too.
Hope to hear from you about how all this is going?

Sorry I skipped last week guys. Didn't realise that the post did not load...