"Okay, just give me a minute" The Doctor said as he turned to a patient he had been attending to. Eventually, he got back to me. "...but I thought you were also admitted" The Doctor pondered. I nodded my head in affirmation. The Doctor had a small frown. "Well, ain't you suppose to be in your ward by now?" He asked. Trust me, to say the least, I became quite impatient but I knew better. "Well Doc, I think I'm fine already" I responded with a grin. Not quite convinced, the Doctor picked up his phone and dialed. "Hello Lambart, is by chance one miss Trishia discharged already?....oh...OK..not yet..alright..thanks" The Doctor said over the phone and ended the call. "Miss Trishia, you are still under observation for now, Let's finish your treatment first" The Doctor responded. I think I became desperate..yea..so desperate that I began to move from ward to ward like a 'wounded Lion' who just got beaten from a battle field.
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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