Tag: Becquerel

Did I mention that I was to share the same room with Becquerel with no option of bail and no early release, at least not till I secured housejob? Well, now you know. My first night was … hm. We were three in the room. My wonderful sister had not returned to school yet. When…

First day back at home in Osogbo, I noticed a young, fair skinned girl on low cut working on something in the compound. I faintly remembered mum’s reference to an adopted girl who was now living with us. Her name; Becquerel. I congratulated myself on being able to recall her name and proceeded to be…