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Mr. Ezekiel Oppong took a deep breath and lay panting like someone who had lapped up a hundred-meter race. That...
I had asked Mr. Nyavor to stop opening the car door for me. He was as old as my father and I was uneasy with the...
It’s been twenty years now. But I still remember it vividly. As vividly as the night I broke my virginity. My dignity. It was at...
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I was pleasantly surprised when she invited me into the house after I had introduced myself and said I wanted to speak to her. I gaped...
That Sunday afternoon seemed to be the hottest afternoon I have experienced in my life. The heat from the blazing sun above and my own emotions...
The judge’s words that afternoon were not a surprise to me at all. I knew I was guilty and was not expecting anything less than a...