MY PRETTY ONE

os to East or East to Lagos. The peppery way those women around Ondo Express spices theirs are my attraction

d, a driver I could cajole to stop at J4, after Ore where I could buy the meat. There were scan

zed him up and nodded my head distantly. At the front of the car sat a fine ebony lady. “Bros make we look for one

g, a gold plated handbag and nylon. My mouth let loose. 'How possible could one person be

myself and r

firmation as I pointed at the car to her. “How much?" She sang. “The drive

ey with me." She continued to sing on her calculated and enduring smiles.

uneasily collected her bag; she held it f

't want to owe

" “She smiled and said Mr Ikenna, I honestly don't want t

hesitated, sized me up, let

pped her bag, and she entered. We stayed for a while, the driver said, "old boy a

ign for payment, the girl brought out N3k, tossed it to me,

hat place them de sell bus

ooh, make I buy meat." He adjusted his inn

th my babe say we go stop there

l craving. Na my guy you be

on IJ as she whipper her name to me. He conspicuously adjusted the car's inner mirror towards h

iver's babe was carried away as IJ presence violated my concentration. “I

e friends, talked about business and other things while IJ was busy press

t insatiably. IJ was a hyena. I thought I like bushmeat, but I was her servant. Fo

s, she is very beautiful. Steve, the driver and I consumed a mini bottle of

nly said she was enjoying the fun and not really in a hurry. We

ts than your thoughts. So is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me em

overnight to dispense was no longer important. There were prophecies, there were de

over. I did not know when I exceeded an hour thirty minutes, yet, it was as though I was

ose who could not clap when I was brought to the pulpit earlier seemed to hav

timonies upon testimonies. He told me that this is just the beginning of what God would do with me. A

h some members of the prayer warriors to represent him to a man who re

ay for the house and dedicate the bu

ren. The man was surprised, but called three of his children of two boys and a girl, they were between 25-21 years. I told them that the Lord will make

possibly thought their father told me, but

that came to his house, that his children have been going to the embassy for years with deni

uld want me to pray for them. I was scared I would soon run into trouble, because God's glory can never be share

thful, who will not allow you to be tempted beyond what you are able, but with t

early. I called her back after my prayers, she said God told her to tell me to be strong and vigil

ing for me. Brother Kingsley called me that morning, he said I should come to church at once; his voice was monotonous, flat and withdrawn. It app