Short Story: The ‘Confession’…Episode 7

“Should I go to the mall and hope she shows up? What if she doesn’t? I don’t think she’ll even do it” Siisi thought, as his faculties battled, trying to find a solution to his dilemma. He lay on his bed staring at the white Plaster of Paris ceiling from which the mini-chandelier hang. He thought repeatedly about his misfortune or folly – whichever best described that je ne sais quoi which seemed to show no glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel. “And we had a wonderful time yesterday too oo…” he lamented, steupsed and shut his eye lids.

Short Story: The 'Confession'...Episode 6

Siisi stood there, blinked twice in quick succession, with events of their last meeting flashing through his mind. A smile broke on his face, and he extended his hand for a handshake. “Oh, right! I remember you now, Agyeiwaa. How’s you doing?” Agyeiwaa shook his hand and answered the question, also with a warm smile. “An awkward moment it was last week, wasn’t it? Why did you leave like that? she asked. With his signature laughter, he tried to avoid answering the question. Agyeiwaa smirked, adamant at taking silence…or rather laughter, as an answer to her question. Luck shone when Agyeiwaa’s phone rang, and her countenance changed when she checked her time. “Gotta run, Siisi. T’was nice seeing you again”. He nodded, relieved. “You take care of yourself”.

Short Story: The 'Confession'...Episode 5

No sooner had Siisi sat on the sofa than the phone rang again. “He wants to threaten me again?” he thought. He got up and started towards the TV stand with his eyes fixated on the new 55-inch LG OLED TV set which sat atop the stand. He was yet to get the installer to come mount it firmly on the wall. “Ouch! He screamed when he hit his knee against the glass centre table. He cussed as he sat on the sofa again wincing in pain. He examined the knee if a contusion had formed at the affected part. He rubbed it. The Whatsapp tone beeped not long after the call had ended. Limping and grimacing in pain with each step taken, he reached the phone and saw the missed call and message, both from Tina.

Short Story: The "Confession"...Episode 4

“Already?” Tina asked, wearing a bemused countenance. “My shift starts at 4pm today” Philipp answered, whilst dropping two freshly minted, crispy GHS 50.00 notes on the table. The confusion in Tina’s mind grew some more. “Today is Saturday, Dr. Philipp Ayensu, and you have the day off, remember?” Tina shot back. “Huh?” Philipp feigned inattentiveness whilst searching his perplexed mind for an appropriate answer. “The hospital called whilst I was in the washroom… Apparently, Dr. Agyiri is indisposed, so I have to be in the consulting room in his stead”. Both ladies exchanged looks, and then stared at him. Philipp immediately knew he’d messed up with that lie.

Short Story: "The Confession"...Episode 3

“Ah! Wey chick too this?” Siisi asked audibly after reading the message. “Ei!...Mr. Lover boy. You di33 I dey envy you paaaa oo” Donald quipped. He asked to see the picture of the lady Siisi complained about, but was fast enough to read the content of some of the messages sent. “My guy, gye wo two w’ati? Hair on chest and things. My guy, you do the distin finish, wey you dey ask say ‘wey chick that’? This guy paaa…”. Siisi looked on dumbfounded as Donald showered ‘praises’ on him. “But the chick fine oo…she no get best friend?” Donald added amidst laughter, which resulted in Siisi walking out on him.