Have a wonderful day, my love..where you sleep between the dead bodies..in the middle of caskets. We will watch you. Then f*****g kill you again.
"Bless me father for I have sinned. Its been eight months since my last confession." I told the priest, after he made the sign of the cross. His head was bowed down, as if he knew what sins I was about to confess.
"My sins are lying, being disobedient..." My breath had caught in my mouth, "and fornication."
An image of Somto comes to mind as I say this last part. He was my first love.
The first time we kissed, was at the back of my mother's shop. My mother owned a big restaurant and he was a regular customer, always coming with his BMW to buy akpu and onugbu soup. Then he would finish it off with a bottle of beer, Star. Other days he would re
