I was furious. I called Femi. “I gave that boy forty thousand naira this morning and he didn’t show up to fix my pipes for me,” I blurted hotly into the phone. “Now, his number isn’t connecting.” “Ha, na wa o.” Femi said. “Let me see if I can reach someone that is close to
The Plumber – Episode 1 (short story)
I was expecting my father-in-law with his friends in Abuja in a few days and I wanted them to stay in my house. I lived in a duplex and there was enough space to accommodate them. I didn’t want my father-in-law and his friends to stay in a hotel when they would come. Again, I