Ego smiled happily as she spotted her husband from among the throng of the crowd at the airport. She walked hastily towards him. Her husband carried her in a delightful swirl as soon as she got to him. She had missed him so much, despite the fact that they had communicated every day during her two weeks holiday with her best friend in England. It was a good thing that Ego's husband had initiated the holiday. She and Ame had done the foolish things that only girlfriends could do, and they had left a disgruntled Rosa behind to tend to Ame's baby as the two friends had gone on a sightseeing and shopping spree, doing nothing but just enjoying the pure pleasure of being in each other's company. Even Rosa could attest to the fact that the holiday brought out a sheen in her daughter, such as her husband's visit had not been able to accomplish when he visited his young family earlier. Ame didn't look like a wife trapped in an unhappy and loveless ma

The elderly Pa. Gbolade came into his living room. He was of an average build and was in his early sixties. He was dressed in just a simple 'buba' and 'sokoto' native attire. As he entered the room, the two well-dressed young men already seated got off their seats and prostrated, greeting the elderly man in the Yoruba fashion. "E ka san sir! Good afternoon sir," they greeted politely one after the other. Pa Gbolade nodded as he raised his arms in acknowledgement of their greetings. He smiled warmly at them. "E kaabo, you're welcome, my young men," he answered them. He took his seat, then gestured at the young men to get up. "Please have your seats, young men," he said. Dapo and his friend, Dare, promptly rose up from their prostrate position and briefly adjusted their clothes as they took their seats. In a bid to prove his genuine commitment to his Yemisola this time around, Dapo

"What will you do now?" Dare asked his friend, Dapo. They were in Dare's house as Dapo had come on a weekend visit to Lagos with his lover, Yemisola, whose pregnancy was growing by the day. Dapo had exhausted all options available to him; he had even gone as far as soliciting the help of his uncle, who though assured him of his sworn silence, refused to follow him to Yemisola's father in Osogbo, to ask for her hand in marriage for fear of what his elder brother, Dapo's father, would do to him if he ever found out about his treachery. Dapo raked his hand through his hair. "Honestly, I don't know, my man," Dapo sounded confused himself. Yemisola had become unhappy as her father had put his foot down, insisting that Dapo's family owned up to claim his daughter as wife for their son as a proof that th

"Things are not done that way, Sunkanmi!" Chief Adejare argued heatedly with his younger brother.Having being summoned by his sister-in-law, Chief (Mrs.) Abiola Adejare, and being kept abreast of the situation, Adesunkanmi Adejare, younger brother to Chief Adejare, had paid his elder brother an unscheduled visit in the office the very next day after Chief Adejare's talk with Dapo, who was currently on an indefinite suspension by his father.

Philip descended the short flight of steps from the plane onto the tarmac. He looked around him and took stock of his surroundings. The Murtala Mohammed International Airport; the MMA, had not changed much in the three years and four months that he had been away. Happy tears blinded him as he thanked his God for bringing him back to his homeland. But for God's mercy to him, he had never thought that he would see his beloved country again.He knew his surrogate mother was wrong when she had said that Nigeria had nothing to offer him anymore. His beloved Ame walked on the very soil of this land, and though her father's re