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She had advised him to keep the baseball cap on if he did not want to feel the pressure of being a celebrity. About two hours had passed after the game they enjoyed at the viewing centre, but he was not done enjoying the company of this mysterious chic he just met today. He suggested they go to a

...IN THE MAKING (3)

He still had the face cap on, she had advised him to put it on if he really wanted to enjoy watching football on the street.  The match was over and even the analysis, he signalled that they should leave; she took a cue and stood from her seat. Walking towards the car with John Smith behind her, she felt a bit awkward. He didn’t get her door, so she settled in the passenger’s side as fast as she could immediately he got the doors unlocked like it was going to ease her somehow.

“So…” He broke the silence “I guess you…where are you headed now?”

Her brows furrowed. I don’t know, I came out here because of you

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Most times she would act indifferent anytime she sighted celebrities in public places, but not today and not with him. He was one of the stars that tickled her fancy lately, he was gradually becoming the hot cake of the evolving movie industry and the few firms that want to be recognised as standard Nigerian movie production companies, she hated the name Nollywood though. TDH, sturdy, and with a face and

THIS VAL: SUNDAY EVENING BREAK UP (SHORT STORY)

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They answered my questions in turn and out of turn as I held out the worn out cane in my hand indicating my seriousness in writhing the truth out of the both of them. They confessed, their eyes wide with so much fright I just couldn’t pity them at this point, this was no time for motherly compassion, and the only compassion I had this time was for knowing how far these kids had gone physically.

“So when was the first time?! Tell me” I couldn’t help my voice being raised.