EJIMA
“Ugomma, it’s your turn,”
The cold hands made Ugomma jump. She turned sharply and frowned at the dark face smiling at her. He was at least some inches away from her, and his dreadlock signaled him as one of those children believed to possess spiritual power in the community. Mba was her friend. They have known each other forever, and as long as they had been playmates, Ugo has not seen any spiritual manifestation or signs. It often made her wonder if the villager’s admiration for such children as Mba, was based on facts from the stories of the storytellers. Or was it the many hairs that the people were afraid of? Because for all she could tell, Mba was not just a jerk but a fool whose abilit
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