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Lost To The Past

The curtains drifted apart and the sun rays crept into Chidi’s bedroom. He lay carelessly on the bed and his overgrown beard made him look a bit older than 36.

The stranger stood there by his bedside waiting. His face was expressionless as he transferred his briefcase to his left and brought out a paper from it.

He tapped Chidi again and moved swiftly to the other rooms and looked around.

Chidi heard unusual footsteps moving towards him and it seemed like another of his usual apparition had come. Ever since the disappearance of Amara and the kids, he had been seeing things. Images and sounds that came and went, like flashes of light. The illusion would soon disappear like the others – but he spoke.

“Get up. I need you to sign this.” he extended the paper to him.

Chidi’s eyes shut open and the first thing he saw was the white paper.

“What document?” Chidi asked nonchalantly before waking up to reality.

He jumped to the other side of the bed and backed away towards the closet but the stranger followed calmly with the document.

“I’m not holding any weapon, Chidi!” The stranger said to amuse himself.

“Who are you? How did you enter my house?” Chidi asked frantically.

“What does it matter? Chidi, I don’t have much time to spare. I need to return to my boss on time.”

“Who are you? Who sent you? I don’t have any agreement with anybody concerning signing any document.” Chidi almost shouted.

“Sign the paper and stop asking questions,” he said firmly and began to walk away.

“I heard you lost your family.” He said as he reached the living room door. Chidi was hypnotised by the sentence. He followed him.

“Yes? My wife and kids have been missing for five days now.” Chidi stopped as the man entered the living room. He picked up his phone for a quick call. To inform his friend Kc about the trouble in his house.

“What are you doing?” He peeped through the door. “Drop the phone. Not until I’m gone.” Chidi stopped dialling.

“What if I told you that someone I know knows where your family is?” He said and Chidi dropped the phone and moved closer to him.

“My family? You know where my family is?” Chidi asked in his softest voice, looking at him without blinking


Chidi sat slowly on the sofa, bent his head, and wrapped his occiput with his entwined fingers. He brainstormed for a while before smiling as though he had solved his hassle.

He took the document, it’s the same one he had refused to sign for a year now.

“My wife is your boss?”

“No, her fiance is.”


Chidi laughed. Something had gone wrong with the world. How could someone married with kids run away to her lover? Married woman in her late 30s – blessed with 2 kids. Something is wrong with the world Chid lived in.

“Amara! Amara!” Chidi said calmly and bent his head.

She had told him about Ralph. She was only being stupid. Even though he was the man she had always wanted to marry, he had left her and never called because her parents said he would not marry their daughter.

He was from another tribe. She had talked about how deeply she loved him. When he left and travelled back to the US where he lived and never spoke to her, she had cried on Chidi’s shoulder who had loved her all along even when he knew he loved another man that deep.

When he didn’t come for her, she accepted to marry him. Four years into their marriage, he showed up. And she started seeing him behind his back. The day she brought the divorce paper for him to sign, he couldn’t believe she could be that stupid. He had refused to sign. Not with kids involved.

“Don’t tell me you’re leaving me and the kids for this home breaker who left you for because of a little conflict! how are you sure he isn’t married with kids?” he had been very mad at her but she never uttered a word. He talked to her at length and she had agreed to never see Ralph again.

Six months after a lovely and peaceful relationship during which Ralph was never mentioned, she disappeared with the kids. He was sure Ralph had gone back to the US but he could have come back for her.

“Where are my children?”

“Sign the damn paper, your kids are waiting to join you.”

“Of course.”

Of what use would it be for him to fight for his right when she’s made up her mind to leave?

“You know when you love someone and she loves someone else? That feels terrible. She only married me because he left her and never spoke with her. He left her because he couldn’t fight for her. You see, he’s not the right man for her. I am. But, unfortunately, she can’t see that.” The man stood up and extended his hand to take the paper from him as if what he was saying was falling on deaf ears.

“Her parents died two years ago in a car accident. He didn’t call her. Now he’s back as if she’s still single and I, an intruder.” He said amidst tears.

“Too bad man… Sorry. But you know, I’m only here to do my job. Emotion is not tolerable during work” He took the papers from him and made a call.

Few minutes passed and Amara came in with two new black trolley boxes.

She had returned the kids to him and apologize to him.

“Chidi I’m sorry it has to end this way. Please take care of them.” Silence ensued as Chidi bonded with the kids.

“Please know that Ralph is innocent, I’m the sole offender in this case. Please don’t go after him because nothing will bring me back,”

“Oh Yeah! I can see the glory around his crown for taking another man’s wife. No problem. Just go,”

“If you ever need my help, please don’t hesitate to give me a call.” Chidi took the kids and wrapped his arms around them again.

She left.

Chidi glanced at the door while the kids went to the balcony to watch her. “Mommy! Mommy!” Her seven-year-old called but got no answer, Raph drove her away.

Within two weeks, she announced to him over an e-mail and to the kids that she had moved to the US with Ralph.

She kept sending him emails to ask about the kids and had been sending money into his account for the kids, but all those gestures were annoying. He never touched her money and never told the kids about her emails.

Three months later, she sent him an e-mail.

She’s stranded in the US. Ralph had been married to an American lady and had introduced her to his wife as his sister. She was devastated and couldn’t stand America. She was coming back to Nigeria. She was sorry but wasn’t expecting him to take her back.

Chidi didn’t reply to any of her emails.

©Florence Ezekafor

Fix My Eyes

The world around felt cold and lonely as the wave rolled up, crashed against the shore and swept grit off his feet. His shirt and shorts flapped in all directions while he stood akimbo and stared at the horizon and did not care if the wave washed him into the deep. 

He blamed the beach and women in his mind for what happened between him and his fiancée, now his ex- It’s hard to think she had gone by his weakness. 

Two weeks ago, their shadows had grown to their actual length under the golden sun as their feet burrowed the loose sand along the coast, lost in each other’s company, fascinated by the romantic beach; the sand was clean and near golden, and the cool breeze made the leaves of the many coconut trees in its vicinity flutter to his pleasure. Voices sounded like symphonies, and lovely women were everywhere.  

He had cringed when her arms clasped his body In a possessive way, forcing him to suck in his stomach so she could wrap them around his rotund trunk, and lock him in with her index fingers. 

He knew why she did that, she needed to save him from a head-turner, who walked as if she drifted towards them. She was more than pretty. 

Even though he sensed his fiancée’s countenance screaming; ‘He is my man, so, back off!’ he went ahead and said,

‘I think I have seen that girl somewhere. Can’t remember where.’ Her eyes had gone up to the sky as if she did not hear him.

   ‘Can you see that?’ she  pointed at the sky like a little girl, ‘The sky is as blue as the ocean!’  That sounded like fascinating scenery, but he was already a mess – hooked by the sight of the young lady before them.

 His eyes had followed her as she passed them and even though she did not return his smile, she did well to hypnotise him. That’s why he got carried away by her silk hair, which danced mirthfully in the ocean breeze, and every other thing, including her ankle-length silk skirt. 

His fiancée might have caught the sight of his drool, for she pulled off her engagement ring without a buzz. The gorgeous ring hit the back of his head, bounced off and hit the sand beside a boy who admired his sandcastle. 

His belly had heaved as he jerked back to sensibility. But when he turned, he saw her prancing away like a bruised snake. 

   ‘What a volatile emotion this girl has! ’ he whispered to the ocean when he managed to come out of his head. ‘She pulled a diamond ring off her finger as if it’s made of cheap wood,’ he glided his head from side to side and strode to the raffia beach stretcher and as usual waited for a miracle even though she made it clear to him that she had moved on, with a serious man.

He had always thought that the charm of a man was tied to his riches. In other words, a rich man was always got what he wanted with his money. If this was true, why then was he still single? ‘Why did she leave me?’ He repeated the question to the hearing of his driver. His driver looked over his shoulder and did not try to answer. He too did not know. 

At  2: 55 am, he rolled from one side of his luxury bed to another and smothered the pillow pinned down on his chest with his fleshy arms, the thought of how to start afresh hunt for a young lady to make his wife was about to kill him. When he knelt and asked God to help him, he also promised to close his eyes against pretty women if he would ever look beyond his shortcomings and get him married.

 Afterwards, he lay awake and wondered if he could fulfil his promise to God. But a tiny voice crept into his mind and he heard what it said vividly, You know your problem. You know what the solution is.

That’s right. If he could only go blind–.

‘Fix my eyes,’ he whispered.



‘What Have You Done?’

It’s Susan’s wedding eve. Agnes crouched in a corner of the living room, looking all forlon. Her mind had gone off the preparation. She felt nauseous as she gazed at her busy and delighted family and friends getting ready for the big day, ignorant of what Susan had done that afternoon. In less than 24 hours, she would be tying the knots with Gabriel. He was a good man. How could she?
She had been her best friend since they were seven. They had kept each other’s secrets and that evening Susan had confessed to her, about what she did with James three days before her wedding and again six hours ago.
Susan needed to get it off her chest, she mentions something about dying to confess what she had done wrong to the best man in the world, to Gabriel. Now Agnes was the one dying to get it off her chest, she was at war within her. Gabriel deserved the know.  He deserved to know the truth even though Susan had made her swear she wouldn’t tell.

Thirty minutes late, disturbed Agnes headed to Gabriel’s house, to tell him, what her best friend had done. There, she saw the most lovely and joyous scene. Gabriel and his younger sister were all laughing. They were running around the dining table. As they did, they crashed into things and bumped into people. They were two grown-ups acted like kids. His sister was holding what looked like breadfruit porridge in a bowl and insisted he had eaten enough of it, the remaining portion was for her to finish. Friends and family watched the scene with laughter. She couldn’t help but chuckle.

Everyone looked so happy that Agnes had a second thought, giving him such bad news would ruin his moment and entire life and affect the whole family as well. He would certainly call off the wedding and she would be the cause of it all. Unfortunately, her second thought only lasted for only a few seconds.

She picked a spot in the room and waited for the right time to tell him. She kept glancing at the wall clock as it ticked away and at the same time weighed the consequences of what she was about to do. Susan’s sin would chatter Gabriel’s heart forever. Gabriel loved Susan, so much that he could die for her. Maybe he would forgive her if she begged him to.
Agnes had been a big help in the relationship, she was that someone he turned to when Susan developed cold feet. The last time they had an issue in their relationship, he had invited her into the matter to help talk to her. She had done a great job and they had bought her an expensive wristwatch three days later.

Gabriel noticed her and walked to her. He picked a seat beside her and looked into her face.
Agnes! What’s up? Tell me all is going well over there.’
‘I need to talk to you,’ she said and dragged him into the compound, away from the others.
‘Something happened to me this evening.’

‘What happened?’
‘Susan sent me on an errand, to buy her something from the mall. There, I saw my fiance with his ex.’ She waited to see his reaction. He frowned.
‘He is still with his ex, yet, he wants to marry me. I secretly followed them and….do you know where he took her?’ She paused and when next she spoke, her voice was broken.
‘To a hotel!!’
‘Oh no! That’s bad! How could he do that to you?’ he turned to look at the house and back to her as if he didn’t want anyone to hear.
‘I’m confused, Gabriel. What I wanted to do was tear them both to pieces. I made up my mind to cancel our wedding.’

‘Your wedding is in three weeks!’ Gabriel glared at her.
‘Yes, even if it’s tomorrow, I’d still cancel it.’
‘Have you confronted him?’
‘I couldn’t, Gabriel. They looked so happy together. He’s not worth fighting for.’
‘I suggest you don’t, ‘ she gave him a wild gaze.

‘I should quietly leave him?’
‘Nope. Far from it!!!’

‘Do you suggest I go ahead and marry the man who cheats on me with his ex?’
‘It’s complicated… You won’t believe what I’m about to tell you,’ he looked around before whispering to her. ‘I caught Susan in her bed, with her ex, two weeks before our wedding.
‘What?!!!!’ Agnes whispered back. She was perplexed. The situation was worse than she thought.
‘I was shattered, just like you are right now, but I have forgiven her as long as she didn’t go back to him. I warned him. He said he was sorry. He had been her brother’s friend before the onset of their relationship. He only came to see her brother and one thing led to the other. Susan was sick afterwards, she thought I would leave her.
‘That’s bull-shit!!’

‘Could he be lying to me? Could it be he went purposely to see her?’
‘I don’t know what to think.’
‘I’ll marry her tomorrow and then wait for that ogre to come near my wife and I’ll kill him.’ his voice was firm.

‘I don’t know what to say. You are a strong man.’

‘I guess I am. I have given Susan one more chance and she is doing well.’ All Agnes  wanted to scream at him that  

Susan wasn’t doing well. The history had repeated itself. Twice so. She had fallen again, and again.

‘That’s great. Thanks for giving her a second chance. I’m sure she won’t be that stupid again. You’re the best man for her,’ she said instead and scratched her neck.

But that night, Agnes couldn’t sleep.  Early in the morning, she woke Susan up and asked her one question.
‘Why have you done this evil to a man who loves you so much?’ Susan bent her head.

‘Agnes, I still love him. I still love James,’ she said.
‘What? He’s married. He dumped you and married someone else. Are you insane? I didn’t know you were this stupid.’ Susan reached for her hands.

‘Please don’t tell Gabriel… I promise it won’t happen again. I give you my word. Please.’

‘Oh, Susan! I can’t live with this secret. Go tell Gabriel what you did, before your wedding, or I will tell him myself.’

‘You can’t do that!! You’re my best friend,’ Agnes only stared her hard in the eyes and left.
Susan did tell Gabriel, Gabriel couldn’t take it. He called the wedding off.
Agnes felt deep remorse afterwards. She trusted Gabriel to forgive her friend again.
‘What have you done Agnes? You should have sealed your lips with glue. It’s too late now, you have ruined a wedding, your best friend’s wedding,’ she spoke to herself before the mirror as tears ran down her cheeks.



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He watched as she stood there by the roadside, like an angel of death ready with her net and hook, ready to catch her victim; a man to maim, just like she did him.

She wore her deceitful angelic outfit – in which her body was all covered up in the traditional long gown with her finger and toe tips peeping through the baggy sleeves and hem respectively.

He watched as she occasionally glanced at her wristwatch. Her demeanour revealed slight impatience and from her left hand hung a mini travelling bag which she switched from hand to hand now and then. He had bought her that gorgeous bag as a present and she liked it so much and had thanked him a thousand times for it.

The man she was waiting for arrived. She hopped in.

He followed them.

After fifteen minutes drive, the car pulled into a parking lot in front of a grand hotel. They came down and he saw the fair man she was with. He was everything more superior except of course his good nature. That had been the painful part.

“I’m sure to murder for the first time in my life, with my bare hands,” he had said to himself and looked frantically at his hands.

Right before his very eyes, the fair man held her hand, palm, to palm. He glared at their entwined fingers as they walked past the gate into the compound.
As he kept looking at the fingers, he spotted the gold ring – their marriage symbol

I bought that ring with my hard-earned money. She’s wearing my ring and yet…”

He bent his head and looked down to ease the sharp pain in his heart. When next he looked up at them, her head was on the fair man’s shoulder.

“It’s over, can’t take this anymore,” he said to himself and began to walk away.

His phone vibrated.

He turned to look at them. She was making a call while the fair man stood close, too close to be taken.

He picked up his call, she was the one.

“I know you’re following me. I know it’s hard for you to see me this way, it’s not easy for me too. You’re the only man I truly love but I can’t help myself. I’m sorry but you just have to go home and forget all about me. Please take care of our baby. I’ll wear this ring for you, and I’ll always love you. I’m leaving because of you, to set you free so you don’t need to continue with someone like me. You’re such a nice man and I’m terrible. Please go home and get a woman who will be faithful to you. Please forgive me.” She finished and cut the call.

He felt the wave in his ear, it went all the way down to his heart and bones and he went limp.
He watched as she kept the phone back into her purse and they disappeared hand in hand into the hotel.

I’m finally dead. She has killed me,” he said as he stood as

He looked at the hotel one more time and took his first step to retrace his way back to life without her. He knew it was going to be a long difficult journey. Life would never be the same again.