Of course, I felt very happy about the News. It was almost as if I had preempted the entire outcome of the situation. Hmmm, I felt the sense of gratification. However, my cake still looked beautiful. Kunle and I sat down to some kind of celebration. I had hurriedly made some salad and more lemonade. We listened to some inspiring music. It was indeed, a day to remember. That night, as I retired to bed, I kept looking at my phone the entire time, waiting for Victor's call....
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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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