God Forbid | Somtoo Celestine Ezioha | Fiction
The room smelled of Raid. Okwy had sprayed too much in his bedroom, and the smell had taken over the room, so he picked up his phone and his water bottle and came to the parlour. NEPA had been gone since four in the afternoon. The rechargeable lamp on the centre table threw light […]
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The room smelled of Raid. Okwy had sprayed too much in his bedroom, and the smell had taken over the room, so he picked up his phone and his water bottle and came to the parlour. NEPA had been gone since four in the afternoon. The rechargeable lamp on the centre table threw light […]
