A writer's haven

“Good morning, Sir.” Tope, the department secretary greeted Bade when he got to the elevators on Monday morning. “Tope. How are you? Did you have a great weekend?” “Yes, I did.” She replied smiling. “Splendid”. He answered. Tope usually had a great smile for everyone. She was one of those vivacious people whom you could hardly catch having a bad day. “How’s the family Sir?” She questioned. “Very well. Thank you for asking.” Bade turned to the side to look at her. They were both waiting for the elevator to the upper floors. The elevator arrived and they got in along with some other colleagues. “Good morning Mr. Fernandez.” Kade the new intern greeted him when he got to the tenth floor where his office was. “Kade, how are you? What time did you arrive this morning?" “Normal time Sir.” The intern responded. “7:30 am?” Bade asked, raising his brows. “Yes, Sir.” The intern replied. Kade was usually the first person to arrive on the floor every morning. He said h

Have dinner with me. Pick a day and a time. What do you say? Yours Truly, Wole Adesua read the text message for the umpteenth time. Who gave Wole her cell number for crying out loud? She picked her phone and called Nkem.  "Nkem, why, why did you give Wole my phone number?" "Me? I didn't give him o! He asked me and was very relentless but having seen your reaction the other day, I couldn't give it to him!"  "Hmmm... Nkem. Are you sure?"  "I cross my heart and hope to..." " Biko! Don't die Nkem." Adesua cut her off.  "Why don't you check with Ebika? Maybe she gave him your number?" "Yes, I gave him your number. You were complaining of hardship the other day and Wole was disturbing me for your number. He said he tried chatting with you at Nkem's party, but you were being standoffish, so I gave him!” Ebika blurted when Adesua confronted her.  "Ha! You gave him. Just like that? Why, please? You know I