When you’ve been kept in your man’s house for long, with promises of marriage constantly delayed, it’s no surprise that things get ugly when unpleasant secrets are revealed, right? That’s what occurs here in A Fitting Solatium, the tale of Naa Adjeley Anang and Sampson Addai.
The day of reckoning had arrived. The day the Court of Appeal was finally going to give judgment on the matter between Sampson Addai and Naa Adjeley Anang. As Adjeley stirred, stretched and lifted herself from the bed, a brief burning feeling of anxiety rose up in her stomach. This was it. Would the appeal […]Read More
“This is ridiculous! How can I be the one on the losing end? This is insane! Insane, I tell you!” Sampson raged as he paced up and down his lawyer’s office, furious at the news that had been delivered to him. “Well… I’m disappointed by the ruling myself, but… that’s how things go in these […]Read More
“Ummm… subject to the Court’s approval, my learned colleague and I will go for 22nd September,” Anthony Binang said as he took out his pen, ready to note the mentioned date in his diary. After about a month and a half since the beginning of the trial, the last of Sampson’s witnesses had been cross-examined, […]Read More
In the office of His Honour Ebenezer Adjei of the Circuit Court, before his desk, sat two learned lawyers by name Maame Ama Owusu and Anthony Binang. On a couch nearby sat Naa Adjeley Anang and Sampson Addai. The demeanour of the two lawyers were straight and professional as always. That of their clients? Not […]Read More
For the benefit of the non-Ghanaian reader, the title for today’s chapter is Twi for ‘give it to God’. “Hello Rachelyn!” “Heyyyy, babes!” Rachelyn responded as she embraced her good friend, Maama Ama Owusu. She had brought Adjeley to Lincoln Chambers, where her former university hostel mate was employed as an associate. Still reeling from […]Read More
Wiping away the tears as she drove, there was only one thing on Adjeley’s mind: to get out of that house and never return. God, how did I end up in this? Wasted all these years with this… this disgusting, inconsiderate, heartless cheat, she fumed at herself as she moved faster than usual on the […]Read More
“Honey, I’m so sorry for letting myself go last night. I was just so pissed off, you know. The way these clients were frustrating me was something else,” Sampson said as he hurriedly tucked in his shirt and buckled his belt. Memories of the previous night were very vague, but he knew he had had […]Read More