Tales & Insights

A Journey Through Stories and Ideas

Boy in a well

Death Scare

Short Stories

Every time I look at him, I recall how close we were to losing him this year and thank God for him. We could say buoyancy kept him afloat till his father got to the well, but who taught him to hang onto a plank to keep him above water? Who taught him to stay calm and keep his head above the cold water?

An African man and an African woman in an embrace

Japheth: Last Night

Short Stories

The sun streamed into the room, hitting Japheth squarely on his face. Since when did the sun get to his bedroom so brilliantly? Then he felt it – no, her. He felt her weight in his side, where he had tucked her to sleep the previous night. Ah, Japheth sighed and closed his eyes again,

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Change II – The Scar

Short Stories

As I held my newborn baby in my arms, I could not help but sigh. My wife, Tabitha and baby were safe at home. I had sent her to the Central Hospital about a week ago to deliver our baby, much to Tabitha’s displeasure. She had complied, however, and had stayed in the hospital till

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Change

Short Stories

 “You and your baby are going home today, Tabitha. Aren’t we glad?” Dr. Tablus asked me cheerily.             Yes, I was. This was my first pregnancy and it had taught me a lot of interesting things, the last of which has changed my perspective about having children forever. I had a smooth pregnancy: I mean, no

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“It Is What It Is.”

Short Stories

It was the day after the heavy rains. The sun seemed cheerful in the blue sky, the clouds – a scattering of white and grey columns – floated lazily across the sky. It was a lazy day; even the wind blew lazily. Marcus Smith brought out his plastic chair and went straight to the summer

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Chapter Five – Shadows from the Past

Blackmail II Series

 Zach screamed. For the first time in thirty-six years, he screamed the air out of his lungs.             ‘Stop being a baby,’ the apparition said, his voice sounding like tar, effectively silencing the petrified man. Zach was staring at a nightmare. And the nightmare was staring back at him. That thing had his wife in captivity.

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Chapter Three – Make or Break?

Blackmail II Series

Zach did not want to panic, but he could not help being afraid for his dear wife. What had happened to her? Had she screamed for help while he was revisiting the past? He quickly decided to search the perimeter of their residence. He easily and quietly crossed the backyard to the other side of the house where they had set up a small toolshed.

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