The last names read: From George to Zainab. Yes! Exactly the clue I needed. The puzzle had just been unravelled, however I was amazed. 'George to Zainab'? That phrase was very interesting to me. Who was George? Was that her husband's name? Probably he gave her the wristwatch while things were so rosy? I felt like Zainab had a secret all along. Remembering all that she narrated to me, one would not imagine that she had such an adorable relationship with her husband. Okay, I decided to put back the wristwatch in my bag and get ready for the next day.
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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