Still on writing on the fly, I’m developing a short story (which I’ve broken into different parts). Do join me everyday as the story unravels. Feel free to share your thoughts on how you think it should go. Ciao!
Part I
Sometimes in life, a sudden situation, a moment in time, alters your whole life, forever changes the road ahead. – Ahmad Ardalan.
Jessica rubbed her hands around the circumference of her belly. It was the size of a football. She hated how she looked, and how she felt. She hated her body for betraying her. She shut her eyes as her mind drifted to where it all began.
I made up today. I cannot remember the last time I did. Oh yes, I recall. It was the day Adamu, my husband summoned me into his suite. It has been a whole month since then.
Kaycee clutched the hands that had interwoven themselves with hers. The bus queue was long, typical of the first Friday of the month in Lagos. Buses were usually hired to convey church attendants to the Redemption Camp at the outskirts of Lagos and that left most commuters a little stranded, scrambling for the few buses that came by. None did today and for once, this didn’t bother her. The brisk after rain wind blew across her face sending cold shivers down her spine. She knew it was more than the cold that made her shiver. It had everything to do with Lanny who had said nothing for the past thirty minutes. Not after she told him the news. 
Dainty M. 