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His colleagues could not understand this sudden affection their boss had developed for JT. They were of course not jealous of him but they felt there are more to what the eyes could see. They felt this affection had grown beyond the fact that JT won the contract for their company but that something else was fishing. All eyes were on the white jeep standing outside in front of the building. The M.D and Justice sat behind while Sharon sat in front with the driver. She decided to leave her car behind, she wanted to feel and be a part of this moment. As they approached his house, Justice’s heart was beating faster. Could it be true? This question had been going on in his mind for half an hour now. Finally they were there; he had rented a new apartment for his parents. He would have appreciated it if his new father had seen the former life he was living, a life of penury. He pressed the bell button and someone peeped from the hole on the door. He stepped back in surprise and allowed

‘You have seen us, now tell us why you are here.’ The man said out of impatience.‘Well sir, I happened to be James’ friend. And, recently I’ve not been well and I don’t have anybody that can help me so I felt it wouldn’t be a bad idea if I come to seek for help. I need to go to the hospital, sir.’ She said as she lifted her eyes that she inadvertently kept down while she was talking.‘Look at it, darling. A girl comes from nowhere and demands for money. How do we know you are not lying?’ Mrs. Coker retorted.‘No ma’am, I’m not lying; I believe I’m decent enough to be doing such a thing.’‘And that’s why I’m saying that a young girl with your looks shouldn’t be doing such a cheap thing,’ she snarled.‘Your types come and blackmails one and would want to be given some money.My lord, just look at her,’ gesticulating towards Nma with her hands.‘Look at her, don’t be surprised she may be telling us now in the next few minutes that she is pregnant for James, gold-digger.’Nma started sob

I would have succeeded in making him like me by being caring. But was I caring? I guess the answer is in the negative. How do I undo what I’ve done? Yes, yes, I got it; simply by being nice, seemingly, genuinely nice. Yes, this will do the trick. How do I pacify him? I’ve got to get him gifts. I will only have to be a friend to succeed. Yes, I shall go through the love of his life. Yes, that would do the magic. I just need his mother out of the picture. I wouldn’t mind putting up with him. I could always manipulate him. Yes and when I don’t seem to need him I’ll keep him where he belonged and the whole wealth will be mine. James is only a child’s play for me. By the snap of my fingers he’ll be gone. He is not a problem. My problem lies within Justice and his mother. Talking about his mother…’ She laughed. ‘No one knows I’ve even paid her a visit yet. The poor woman wouldn’t dream of coming here after all, seeing the expression on her face that day, it’s like that of horror. Wait a m

‘That should be the voice of reasoning,’ James said. ‘I guess so,’ she said ‘Nma, I think it’s about time Justice took a wife,’ he suggested. ‘Yes, I’ve taken time to notice the relationship he shares with Sharon and I know she’ll make a good wife and besides they love each other so much.’ ‘There’s no better bet than her.’ He said. ‘Why don’t we fix the two weddings on the same day,’ he said. ‘We read each other’s thought, that’s a good one.’ She accepted. The wedding between both parents and children were scheduled to take place on the same day. Justice and Sharon were looking forward to it. They traveled to many parts of the world to shop for this grand occasion. They were expecting to have invitees from all walks of life. The weddings raised a lot of gossips. The National Times; a top selling newspaper company and magazine had breaking news on the wedding. The whole city and country were looking forward to witnessing such a grand event. Attendance was supposed to be stri

Just as her mother would always tell her. She would always say that social strata, class or position doesn’t matter. What matters is the personality in you. Life has a way of balancing these things. You may have money but no morals. Or, you may have morals and not money. However, people with both virtues are to be considered fortunate and blessed by God. Immediately the conversation the room mates were having before she came in resounded in her ears. How can our youths do anything for money? Where are our morals? Where did it all go wrong? These questions and many more kept hammering in her mind and bringing her to a state of a conscious handyman. In a society where materialism and unequal distribution of wealth is the order of the day, there is always an alarming rate of crime and social vices. In recent years, due to economic backlash and desire to ‘belong’, many youths have taken to different social malpractices. Many of our youths have dropped out of school while cybercrime i