RAPE! Three Times Lucky: By dGrammarQueen Stella Uchechi NNODI
It was a Sunday afternoon in the year 1992. On my way back from church, I had stopped at a secondary school classmate’s house to deliver a message. She wasn’t home. Her brother, King, who was also my classmate, was home. He told me they were not back from church. After exchanging some pleasantries, I made to leave. He held me by the hand and pulled me back with, ‘Where you think say you dey go?’
