The Last Supper (The End)

The Last Supper (The End)

Read the last supper part 1 And the last supper part 2   Time to eat, Mummy Another grim smile, then the gun moved slightly and this time the barrel came to rest, pointing squarely at his mother. With his hand unwavering, Jaiye sat down and looked for long...
The Last Supper (The End)

The Last Supper (Part 2)

This is the second part of The Last Supper continued from previous post. Jaiye, the ‘çook’ Putting the two trays down, Jaiye hurried back into the kitchen for the remaining trays. Earlier that day, he had given all the servants the day off, insisting he...
The Last Supper (The End)

The Last Supper (Part 1)

I wrote this story – The Last Supper – a few years back, under a pseudonym. I’m sure it has popped up online here and there since then. I’m sharing it again here. It’s in parts because it’s a bit long. I hope you enjoy it enough to...
Mopelola

Mopelola

I remember clearly the first time I saw Mopelola, or should I say met, or . . . discovered? I don’t know but all I know is that that was the first time I laid eyes on Mopelola. As the third daughter of a struggling overworked mother who had five other daughters and a...