Chapter 11: Babs

Babs wasn’t afraid on the first day at her job at the film company. If anything, she felt excitement. She wasn’t afraid ten years ago, when Kay told her she was going to abort her baby, so she could go back to school. When she had to sit at the hospital lobby and wait out…

Chapter 10:Petra

  “I am having a bad ass moment.. I am wearing tight ripped jeans. You can see my butt cheeks If you look hard enough. This motor bike is roaring beneath me and I can’t seem to stop myself. The wind is in my hair. Through the dark lenses I see their shocked faces as…

Chapter 9: Adwoa

The sun rays hit her squarely in the face, it stirred her awake. She hadn’t slept soundly in a long time. The air felt warmer and smelled like…fried eggs… “Fried eggs”, she smiled, with her eyes closed and inhaled deeply. Smells good. She opened her eyes, taking in the spacious apartment. It was set  like a…

Chapter 8: Jennifer

“You cannot seriously think that I’m going to bed with you after this lousy egg-stew, Mike” Jennifer said and guffawed. Her eyes were watery, she laughed so hard she could hardly breathe. She had just finished a plate of rice and egg stew cooked by Mike Asiedu, her Mr. Fix-it Joe or so he claimed….

Chapter 7: Petra

“You need to stop doing that,” Petra said through gritted teeth. She closed her eyes and wished that this day would be over. The good thing was that she didn’t have to go to work. The alternative was to spend an unsettling, gloomy afternoon with Ekow. “What am I doing?”, he bit back. He sounded…

Chapter 6: Kay

On the eve of every closing, it was always Kay’s ritual to escape the austerity of the office. She paid herself a treat. That usually meant time with her husband, doing something special. The last time, which was…six months ago… heavens.. She thought, bewildered. The last time, she got home early and fixed dinner. It…

Chapter 5: Babs

  Babs took the day off.  She had called in sick. She knew Kwame would hear of this but would not object. They both knew the space was direly needed. It was getting hard keeping up the pretense at work. Just last week at a routine monthly meeting, Kwame was pushing for cuts in the…

Chapter 4: Jennifer

  Jennifer was tapping at her steering wheel,wondering how she could dodge the traffic she saw ahead of her. It was a slow-moving traffic. She was two hours late; A third time this week. She was dreading a complaint from Theo’s school soon. Making excuses at work to pick her son early from school was…

Chapter 3: Adwoa

                                                    Adwoa had no business being here.. It was late and she was walking a drunk man she hardly knew to his residence… Apart from the the fact that he was…

Chapter 2: Kay

Photo Credits:Danny O’Connor “Next! Neext!, Hey my friend! will you move it, you think we have all day eh? Hurry up and look for your seat!” The big WOMAN standing in front of the examination hall had made it her business to ensure that the whole ID screening process was as tense as possible. She was burly, austere…

Chapter 1: Babs

“What? No No no no no, no, you said that the last time, Kwame, no, NO you are not going to do this to me.!  I have already made reservations, this is very last minute! She what? So cancel i dont care, you will not leave me hanging tonight, not again! God! why do I…