Drama

His pulse is low… He was weeping and talking about his wife and son and all of a sudden, he went blank! Ha! Jesus! What do I do? What will I say? That the Bishop died on my laps. I can’t even call my nurses, who will believe me, Mide? No one knows us as […]

Lord I’m sorry, thank you once again, please don’t leave me… Mide said as he drove back to the hospital He heard nothing, so he started singing every single song of praise in his head as he sped on. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• My Dad must not die now… I love you dad, please don’t go, I’m sorry

Turn back and call Simi! Mide heard clearly in his Spirit….. Who’s that? he stepped on the brake and looked back, saw no one, ‘perhaps my mind’ he said to himself. About to Accelerate, he heard it clearly, ‘Why waste your fuel? Go back to the hospital and pray for those two brothers and call

So trust you’re good dear? I’m good oh, the weather here is terrific! but you know I’ve got high adapting cells! she grinned… Oh great, get more of those sweaters and jacket, yea.. Yes, I have them in abundance already, and since I’ll soon return to Nigeria, nothing to worry about. I’m glad I finally

Kore was the most gentle, eager to learn and most inquisitive child I knew but I believe… I believe I had a part in his drowning today. Mide kept sighing randomly as he listened to Doctor Dapo’s story. His father was never interested in education, only had National Diploma as his delight was in missions,

So did you enjoy your meal? Please tell me I tried, she laughed…. Well, I eat out or buy stuffs since I came to London, my kind of work does not give me that leisure, you know… Well, not bad for a doctor, Kore laughed. That’s not fair, at least it’s better baa? Charis responded