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Ghost, Run!!!


“The best graduating student for the School of Biblical Studies of this session goes to Adeyanju Badmus!” That was my darling husband being referred to . You should have seen that proud look on my face.. I noticed all the other wives looked my way in envy, but it didn’t mean Jack to me, because I was the woman of the moment... My husband was the best Graduating Student of Biblical Studies... meaning my husband was the most Spiritual of all husbands! Gosh!

Was I expecting it? Sure! And that was why I dressed to kill that Sunday. My designer shoe was the one my favorite aunt sent to me. My hat was the one I bought with my one month Salary. My dress! Actually cost three months’ salary. It was pure cotton... I knew my husband would be the best graduating student, so my look and his Look was deliberate that Sunday!

Towards the end of the ceremony, my day took another turn, an unexpected sudden turn, a catastrophic turn, a twisted turn, a turn of the century, a turn that could actually slaughter someone.


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