The Agony of Beauty(6)…..Moyosore Balogun

  By now, Badmus could not say anything, he kept staring at the rug on the floor of the living room. There was a little moment of silence which had the soft cries of Aunty Tope at the background. . Pastor’s wife […]

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The Agony of Beauty(5)….Moyosore Teniola

  Luckily for me, I met one of the Ushers in the Church premises. I told him I needed a description of the Pastor’s house because I must see him urgently. He gave me the description, thank goodness the house was not […]

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The Agony of Beauty(4)….Moyosore Teniola

  Since that time, Mr Badmus started being very nice to me. He would shower me with lots of gifts ranging from clothes to shoes, bags, earrings and hair accessories, etc all in a bid to silence me. I always refused the […]

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Time Changes Yesterday ……… by Teniola Moyosore

  There is a time in a woman’s life when ‘beauty’ seems to be at its peak. I mean beauty that makes one glow with or without make up. I experienced it in my teenage years up to my late twenties. I […]

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