The Odd Couple…Story in Five Sentences.

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Seeing them at face value, the first question that tugs the mind is to wonder what their attraction to each other is?

You can’t help but look again and again.

How could such a delicate and pretty butterfly of a woman hang on to that hard-featured, unseemly moth of a man?

This becomes a perplexing puzzle that you seek to solve and till you take the time to sit and truly watch them, with the blinders taken off your eyes you will not see that;

The moth made the butterfly glow, her gentleness softened his spirit and the love he showered on her made him beautiful beyond his wings.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

A story inspired by an interesting couple I met recently.


Coming Clean…Friday Fiction in Five Sentences

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She decided to come clean and tell the truth.

What she didn’t anticipate was the depth of peoples’ reaction.

Many wanted her to pay with her blood; for the blood of the innocent young man she had falsely accused.

She wished she had kept the secret to herself, but the burden had eaten her alive for decades.

Opening the bottle, she gulped the vile syrup, that should put an end to things.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

The Daily Post – Clean

Turmoil – Friday Fiction in Five Sentences

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Her heart thumped in nervous apprehension once she heard his Ford pickup pull into their drive.

What mood would he be in today? Belligerent? Happy? Drunk?

She just never knew what to expect from one moment to the next…explosive anger or a bouquet of flowers.

Of late, living with him was like constantly walking on eggshells.

On second thoughts and in no mood for any confrontation, she quickly turned off the television and tiptoed off to bed.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

These Feelings – Friday Fiction in Five Sentences

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I could barely wait for the phone to ring.

Every beep of an SMS or tweet raised my anticipation and it plummeted again to disappointment.

Was he going to call or not; ever? I wasn’t sure.

Is this what they call love at first sight, or is it just plain lust?

I’ve never felt like this before; the rubbery legs, butterfly-filled stomach, racing heart, throbbing thighs and many unidentified emotions, I don’t know, but I’m waiting.

©Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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In Suspense – Friday Fiction In Five Sentences.

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Silently, he listened to her hum happily, watching as she busied herself in front of the mirror, getting ready to go to work.

He knew she hadn’t heard of Elaine’s death and wondered what her reaction would be?

He had no words to express how sorry he felt that it had come to this, it had only started out as fun and he knew that the next couple of days may possibly change their lives forever.

He doubted that their marriage of twelve years would survive it. He would probably end up in prison if any evidence leads back to him.

The entire suspense made him sick to the pit of his stomach, he wasn’t sure again that he hadn’t left incriminating tell-tale marks.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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The Carpet Bomb – Friday Fiction in Five Sentences

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A heavy and wretched cloak of sorrow hung over her, her incoherent mumbles and vacant eyes’ belie the once happy soul that lay within; many believe that she has lost her mind.

For her deeply lined face shows a map of the harsh hand life dealt her and her dejected haunting look, too uncomfortable to look at.

What they forgot was the loss of three healthy sons and her husband to a bomb in the market square.

What they didn’t know was how deeply she loved them and the excruciating pain of missing them.

What they failed to understand was that life’s pleasure was lost to her and each day, she trudged through the rubble praying for another explosion to take away her pain.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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The Foreign Wife – Friday Fiction in Five Sentences.

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Mrs. Kamanu could barely hide her disappointment and displeasure.

Jude’s return to the village after many years of sojourn in Holland with an ‘oyinbo‘ wife was least expected and a foreign wife was not the daughter-in-law that she had prayed for, for her son.

Her eyes were set on Okeofia’s first daughter Nkemdilim whom she had been calling ‘my wife’ for quite a while now.

A hard working, pretty and a well-mannered girl whose ample child-bearing hips would give her the grandchildren that she wanted.

Seated on her three-legged kitchen stool, with lips pursed like someone who had sucked on an unripe star fruit, she wondered how she would communicate with a daughter-in-law whose nasal language was beyond her comprehension.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Quick glossary:

Oyinbo – White

Okeofia – An Igbo name which means Big Forest.

Nkemdilim – An Igbo name which means ‘May my own stay with me.’