A year has passed, yet justice continues to elude the family of the brutally slain. May their souls find peace and may the peace of the Lord console their families.
I sat behind my curtains and watched him. The ashewo boyfriend of mine.
He had been there for over two hours; outside the apartment I shared with Monica and Hauwa. He stood there, squatting every now and then to relieve his legs. He stopped knocking a while ago and I just ignored what I hoped was his last call.
Really, what did he want?
To apologize for sleeping with that slut of a girl Yinka? Was he drunk? Crazy or what? Did he think I wouldn’t find out?
“Did you think I wouldn’t find out?!” I said, half out loud. I was sure he could not hear me so I was understandably scared when he raised his head and looked directly at where I was hiding. I gave a little jump.
He looked around at the gate in a listening attitude before turning back…
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