GW Fiction

I had been with the same man since I was eighteen and had no identity outside of him. A few months ago, I had come back to Nigeria to plan a grand wedding and start a new chapter of my life.

I was worried about having to explain who he was to my parents since I had now been discharged from the hospital and was back at home. I also didn’t trust the domestic staff in the house to remain discreet about his visits.

Can you imagine, someone came here claiming that she is that Chigozie boy’s sister and that she wants to know why her brother was arrested for an accident he didn’t cause.

I had completely neglected to acknowledge the fact that the two men in question also had the power of freewill which gave them the liberty to decide they didn’t want me.

When I got to the main gate, I almost didn’t recognize Chigozie. He looked… unkempt.

On the flight back to Lagos, I wondered why I hadn’t considered going somewhere really far. It would have bought me more time before my father could have me retrieved and shipped back to him at home.

I am Omoni Oboli and I represent Naija! Welcome to the last month of the ember months! There’s always something about the last days of the year that builds a sense of anxiety...

Rosemary could not have been working alone. How would she have made it to the airport to collect the cash from Jaiyeola with the officers stationed in your house? We have confirmed she was home the whole time.

The American Women’s Club held a celebration recently at EVE Restaurant, Victoria Island to highlight its achievements in their 55 years of existence. The event welcomed new members, returning members and their guests.

The plan was simple. This wasn’t necessarily a good thing, because I have come to realize that when complicated things appear simple, it’s always an indication ...

There is nothing like family, or a good support system to count on in your time of need. If not for the presence of my family and TK’s family, I don’t know how I would have remained sane.

Some of the world’s most irrepressible womenstare out in neat rows from the walls of Annie Leibovitz’s latest photo exhibit. Among them is Hillary Clinton, pictured above the words: “Never, never, never give up.”