All Chapters of THE REJECTED STONE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Barrister Ray had become a new man, clubbing, following ladies up and down. He drowned his sorrows in alcohol, ladies, and clubbing. He became short-tempered. He was no longer interested in his children's academics. He never cared again. He leaves early and comes home very late. He leaves money for their food and schooling but that was all. The emotional attachment to the children had gone, “what’s more! My wife left me and had gone with another man. He blamed himself severally because he knew it was his fault, he had used his hands to destroy his once beautiful home which was the envy of everyone. The joy and peace they enjoyed had gone. The love and care, are all gone. His beautiful daughters and sons were there but highly disappointed in their dad. He had failed his children, he is not worthy to be called their father. He became depressed, always blaming himself for all that had happened. “If only my wife had been a little bit more patient with me”, he would always lament remorseful

Barrister Ray had become a new man, clubbing, following ladies up and down. He drowned his sorrows in alcohol, ladies, clubbing. He became short tempered. He was no longer interested in his children academics. He never cared again. He leaves early and comes home very late. He leaves money for their food, schooling but that was all. The emotional attachment to the children had gone, “what’s more! My wife has left me and had gone with another man. He blamed himself severally because he knew it was his fault, he had used his hands to destroy his once beautiful home which was the envy of everyone. The joy and peace they enjoyed had gone. The love and care, all gone. His beautiful daughters and sons were there but highly disappointed in their dad. He had failed his children, he is not worthy to be called their father. He became depressed, always blaming himself for all that had happened. “If only my wife had been a little bit more patient with me”, he would always

I was eager to see Paul, my heart was actually skipping fast, the thought of Paul occupied my heart. I wanted to apologize for my awkward behavior. I wanted him to know that I’ve repented and vowed never to be careless with my life again. I wanted his approval of my person. My heart was actually screaming Paul, Paul, Paul, Paul, Paul. What was wrong with me? I asked myself. Was I actually falling in love with Paul. Why was the thought of him making my heart beat so fast? What was really disturbing me. Those were my thoughts until I bumped on one of my colleagues. He asked me where I was hearing to, I told him, I was actually looking for a guy called Paul. Which Paul is that? Is it the Paul I saw you with the other time, walking you to the hostel? I shouted, “what! Have you become my pastor or guardian to be mentoring me about in the school? You this boy, you are simply a monitoring spirit. I never knew you noticed that night how he was walking me home. It was

My mom took a bold step, summoned all courage in the midst of her pains and made a call to my dad using a different number to call him. He picked and asked for the caller ‘I spoke with fear and trembling, it must have shown from my voice too.’ He said, “and who is that fearful caller from the other end?” “It is me,” “who is me?” he teased having recognized the voice. “Your w-i-f-e I suppose?” “My wife? Really my very own wife bone of my bone? You mean my estranged wife?” He continued teasing. “Yes, I am Ray I’m on my knees, I’m very sorry for letting you down”. My mom was weeping profusely. My dad joined her and both were actually weeping from both ends. What a love made from heaven! When they were fully satisfied, they exchanged all the greetings pleasantries and what not. My father asked her a very big question, “are you willing to leave your new husband and return to me now?” she sighed deeply, “Yes, I am willing but you have to give me time to work it out from my end. I have mes

 I was born out of wedlock to a father I never knew and may never know. My mom was a former sex hawker. She had slept with so many men. She woke up one day to discover, she was feeling dizzy. She went to check in the hospital and got to know she was pregnant. She never knew who the father of her child was.I grew up among women of low easy virtues. I watched men come unto these ladies every time including my mom. Their lives were pathetic. Sleeping with men never made them rich. They used it to survive, that is to keep their bodies alive. They only managed to feed, clothe and pay their house rents. As far as I was concerned they were poor. My mom never could afford the good things of life. I was exposed to these dirty ways of life as soon as I came alive, I knew men as early as the age of ten.Can you imagine a ten-year-old girl sleeping with a man as old as her grandfather? To sponsor my secondary school education, my mom decided to use me in paying for the f