Curiosity had the better part of me because I became restless in the kitchen. Faïda saw it but played
Then he continued. “And you that pastor! He saw you stranded and lifted you to your destination, 4am. Did you
Eleven hundred days after the Atomic Junction blast in Accra. Life had returned to normal. The owner of the fuel
Aunt Faïda never would disappoint us; she came on that Wednesday as promised. She was particularly happy because I gave
I was rushed to hospital by my loving husband. It so happened because my sickness had worsened, and he was
In a hurry, Evans left behind the parcel labelled “To Kojo, my chocolate cream hero on his birthday.”
Sanny, by virtue of his CV, was the pre-interview favourite. He had trained in the UK, built a rich CV
Flight number GH 8986 was fast approaching its destination: KIA. The last announcements and instructions before touchdown reached him via
