Case of the ex…

THE SWING WAS STILL THERE. The red swing with the bright yellow rubber seat. Though scuff marks were now strewn across her face, war scars; wrinkles that exposed her years. As I plopped on to her she creaked, the sigh of an aged one. Of one who had forgotten her old friend, memories suppressed under…

Chapter One – Remilekun

WHAT PROFITS A MAN TO GAIN THE WHOLE WORLD, but to lose his soul? I smirked to myself, ruminating over the famous quote, staring through the living room window. Tiny droplets of water had begun to form on the pane, following a brief shower from the heavens; obscuring my view slightly, but I wouldn’t move. I couldn’t…