The Blue House S03 E03

“I’ve been invited for an interview.”
Helen was changing into her nightgown even though it was morning, she had just returned from a night shift. “Is it the job you talked about?”
“Yes.” Obiora concentrated on knotting his tie, effectively avoiding having to look her in the face.

The Blue House S03 E02

“Hello ma.”
“Hello. It’s been a while, how is everything?... And how’s the family?”
“Everything is fine, we’re all fine. I hope there’s no problem?” Banke’s mother already knew what her in-law was calling her about but the preamble was part of the conversation between in-laws.

The Blue House S03 E01

Dear reader, this is the beginning of the third season of The Blue House. I apologise for the long delay but I assure you that it's going to be worth the wait.

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Ronke stared at the infant in the incubator praying under her breath. She hadn’t wanted this baby at first but now if there was anything she desired it was for this baby girl to live. She was smaller than all her children but she was struggling to stay alive. The doctors had commended her courage and predicted that she would definitely live but at times like this when she saw other mothers leave the hospital with their babies but hers was lying frailly in the incubator fighting jaundice she was doubtful.

“Mummy she will be fine” Joke said from behind her.

“Amen” Ronke sighed and leaned back in the chair.

“I brought you some food.”

“I’m not hungry.”

Downfall

My legs tremble as I open the door to the . I stare at the view and the ridge that awaits me temporarily immobilized by trepidation. His face and the surgical knives flash before me and I can move again, fueling my confidence on the images of him smiling, frowning, laughing, angry, furious, sleeping, sad, uncaring.

“It’s over… it’s over…” The echo rings in my head like a church bell.