It was a very beautiful cake, I could see lots of colors on the cake; ranging from pink, red, blue and of course my favorite color, gold. I was short of words. Here I was thinking that something had happened to Kunle, only for him to have come up with this surprise, o.k.a.y, not a bad one! "Kunle, I am so grateful, I mean...when did you have time to put this together?" I managed to speak. "Well, Trish, this was just my very own well kept secret and a way of saying 'Thank you'. Kunle replied. I was a little confused. " em...did you say 'Thank you'? I asked. "Yes Trish, your advice eventually paid off. Mum is out of the loan trouble" Kunle announced.
THE PRESIDENT'S WIFE...Created by E PLUS The Storyteller ✍🏾
THE PRESIDENT'S SON (Part 1) Created by E PLUS The Storyteller ✍🏾 "Make una run ooo....dem dun dey come eh!" A sudden outcry filled the atmosphere, and there was pandemonium in the entire market square. It was only a matter of seconds that all the traders had fled. A group of aggravated youths appeared in the market square with placards, while chanting. "We no go gree o! We no go gree! Give us our right, we no gree!" The chant persisted as each of the youths began to destroy stalls and wares while turning tables and chairs, upside down. ________________ Somewhere in the state house were frantic calls almost bursting through the air. The Chairman of Kolobri community, Warebi, quickly picked up the phone and answered. "Good morning Mr. President," "Good morning Honourable Warebi, what's going on with your community? I thought we already set...
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