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It was 11:45 pm on Sunday. Glori was seated in the car, busily noting down the intimate details of what Thomas had done to her earlier that evening.  It had not been as active a day as the previous. Thomas had suggested they take the ‘Netflix and chill’ option for the day, so from 9 […]

Before Dr. Kevin Bulber of the Luther Memorial Hospital in Sunyani, sat a relieved but shaken Leticia and Kwesi. It was 11:30 am, and after checking up on Barnabas, the two immediately went to meet with him in his office, where he had given them an update on the patient. The good news was that

“Okay, Sammy, Denny, are you ready now? Daddy is waiting for you outisde,” Glori called as she entered the kids bedroom. They both had their bags ready, with Denise holding her dear bear. “Yes, Sister Glori, we are coming,” she responded in her cute little voice. Glori smiled and rubbed her on the head as

Glori groaned inwardly at the unexpected onslaught. Dammit, Boahemaa! She wasn’t supposed to know about this! “Uhh, uh, what are you talking about, Rawzy?” she lied. “Don’t play dumb with me, Glori! I heard you and Boahemaa. Talking about how your madam’s husband has been chasing you, and you let him in to your secret

It was 7:10 am, and the activity in the Dawson household was slightly different from what was the usual norm. In the light of Leticia’s urgent need to go and attend to her brother, rather than Thomas move with just the kids, it was the entire Dawson family in the car. Glori sighed as she

“Sammy! Denise! Can we get moving now?” Thomas called as he grabbed his laptop bag, waiting for his little ones to get their bags and follow him. It was another lovely weekday morning, and he was ready to leave, but had to wait for the little ones. They had quite a penchant for delaying him sometimes,

The phone alarm went off at 4:20 am. Thomas, who tended to be a light sleeper, was easily awoken by the blaring tone, as he reached for the phone and turned it off. Annoying alarms. Just as he was about to sleep, a flashing reminder popped up in his brain. Glori. She was probably waiting

As she buttoned up her jacket, checking herself out in the mirror, Leticia nodded as she turned to ensure her dark blue seasonless suit gave her that professional look she never compromised on. “Thomas, honey, do I look okay in the suit?” she asked as she faced her husband, who was putting on his own

Thomas Dawson had his eyes locked on his phone as he busily tapped the phone screen, typing out a message. The look in his eyes was a dry one, an indication of how much he did not want to be chatting with the person on the other side of the phone. He took his bottle

Welcome, dear reader! The title of this story sounds kinda different, doesn’t it? Well, it’s simply about choices and consequences. Let’s get into this tale of this lovely young lady and the household she finds herself in… “Madam, please, I’m going to bed now.” “Alright, Glori. Have a good night! I’ll see you tomorrow morning,