when it got dark, he turned the light on and marvelled at how bright the bulb that dangled from the ceiling was, how it did not cast long shadows on the wall like the palm oil lamps back home.
Danica Alistounцитирует2 года назад
It’s exciting to have to deal with God as a rival
Danica Alistounцитирует2 года назад
and I had been surprised because I thought the Church was Christ’s bride
Danica Alistounцитирует2 года назад
He was wrong. He was so wrong.
Danica Alistounцитирует2 года назад
He was wrong. He was so wrong
Danica Alistounцитирует2 года назад
heavy and hollow.
Unicorn Loverцитирует7 месяцев назад
his British nose was still as pinched and as narrow as it always was, the same nose that had had me worried that he did not get enough air when he first came to Enugu.
Unicorn Loverцитирует7 месяцев назад
“Then I will die.” Fear had darkened Jaja’s eyes to the color of coal tar, but he looked Papa in the face now. “Then I will die, Papa.”
Unicorn Loverцитирует7 месяцев назад
He picked up the missal and flung it across the room, toward Jaja. It missed Jaja completely, but it hit the glass étagerè, which Mama polished often. It cracked the top shelf, swept the beige, finger-size ceramic figurines of ballet dancers in various contorted postures to the hard floor and then landed after them.
Unicorn Loverцитирует7 месяцев назад
“Nne, ngwa. Go and change,” Mama said to me, startling me although her Igbo words were low and calming. In the same breath, without pausing, she said to Papa, “Your tea is getting cold,” and to Jaja, “Come and help me, biko.”