THE WOMAN AT THE WINDOW

THE WOMAN AT THE WINDOW

Every morning at exactly 6:15, Mama Adaeze stood by the window and watched the road. Nobody knew why. She lived alone in the old yellow house at the end of Odu Street, the…

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HOW MY EVENING IS GOING.......

HOW MY EVENING IS GOING.......

Tonight I did something very rare. Nothing. I have been at home in Onitsha since morning. No school stress, no hostel noise, just home. My mum and siblings were in the parlor…

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