I looked at the old, brown envelope in my hand; I turned it over and over again, fighting within two options, to open or not to open. What did he have to say? Apologize? Was it not too late to
Before morning, the media was buzzing with the biggest news of the century: “Mentally unstable son of late oil merchant, Adeleke Aboderine is alive and posing as Mikhail Samoa” . I had thought that Banke’s nudes would be the talk
There on my computer screen was Prisca’s naked body splayed on the bed, with an old man beside her, and the caption, oh God the caption… “The truth behind Lagos runs girl turned Blogger”. I could not even bring myself
Nora: “Adeleke, you just could not stay in the mental home, could you? You think you can get back all I have taken? You lie my dear. I have gone too far to give up now. Do you know? I
(Episode 9) Chronicle of a Royal Prince and the Devil Incarnate
I walked up to her, and stood behind her; I held her and rested my head on her back. While I had put on a pair of boxers, Banke
I opened the big oak door and came face to face, with Nora. She was decked in a black jumpsuit and Christian Louboutine shoes. My eyes were wide in shock when I saw her.
Nora: “You are that graphic designer
Throughout the day, Banke walked up and down past my office, but I did not invite her in. I had already decided she was the right person for my plans, but I wanted her to stew, she had looked down
I turned and there before me, was Mary, I was dumfounded, I also felt guilty. Straight out of the mental home, I had not thought of her, I was fixated on mother and finding the real cause of her death.
I looked at her in the eye, even if she recognized me, I was not going to cower.
Nora: “What is your name?” she asked
Leke: “I am Mikhail ma’am”
Nora: “Are you computer literate, can you do graphics?” she
After mother’s burial, my maternal family left the house, and so did father and Nora. I was left once again to myself, but this time, there was no counting the hours until mother would be back and filling it up