Welcome to the fourth installment of #BOJT. The first three can be found by going to the homepage and scrolling down. For returning devotees, let's go! He was back to the moment, he broke the silence. “Bodunrin, are you really dead? What killed you?” “I don’t know… I had this excruciating pain in my chest. … Continue reading Boys on Jumping trousers (IV)
There is such a thing called 'mommy guilt', that nagging feeling that constantly tells you that you aren't doing well enough, that nags you when you have to make a choice between something and your children. Moms who have to work long hours find they get this more often -I have friends who cry from … Continue reading Mommy guilt is a thing!
Welcome to the third installment of #BOJT. The first two can be found by going to the homepage and scrolling down. For returning devotees, let's go! The grieving woman was mute, Atinuke took it as an invitation to make a case. “Aya Agbaje, you know my pastor, he has given children to childless women, made … Continue reading Boys on Jumping trousers (III)
I came home last night at 7.30pm. In all honesty, I wasn't tired. The drive home had been short, fifteen minutes approximately, lucky. "You still have some light in your eyes", Chief said to me. "Well, I am not worn out". And then I did what human beings like to do sometimes, I erased the … Continue reading Hello, working mom.
Thank you, readers, for the great feedback last week! Here is the concluding bit of Chapter one and we begin Chapter two. ... Bodunrin laughed. Jason started to join in the laughter and then bit his lips, glancing at the door, wondering if anyone could hear him as he went mad. He had never had … Continue reading Boys on Jumping trousers (II)