Love and crimeA Story by A.SamsonLove and crime
In the scortching noon sun of November,he was sweating profusedly,he ignored the cloths that had clung to his body.Sam was a man of twenty seven years old,average height,athleticaly built with powerful soldiers that slightly contradict his fine built.
He had just stepped of a bus that took him from Berger when they were very near Alagbon,he did that so he will be saved from the other passangers inquisitive glares,he was going to Alagbon federal prision.It was the labour day at Alagbon prison yard.He found them as he expected,the iron fence was so high,but he could see through the wire.He knew the prison's cook,which was his ticket into the prision compound.She was washing the kitchen floor,in her prison wears,she was number 888,as he entered the kitchen,thier eyes met,locked briefly,Sam heart missed a beat.He tried to smile at her but ended up lookìng foolish,he walked into the inner kitchen on jelly-like legs.Sam is afraid,because he knew he was in love with a prisoner sentenced for life!And his reason for coming on every labour day was not because his uncle worked there,but to see her.He fell for her during the trial,she was sentenced for killing her boyfriend,whom had married already,but,she denied killing him he was thinking on how to free her,he must,he alread had plans and. ..to be continued. © 2014 A.Samson |
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Added on June 22, 2014 Last Updated on June 22, 2014 AuthorA.SamsonIwo, Western Nigeria., NigeriaAboutAbout me...?Ok,my names are Ajao Ademola Samson,a Nigerian.I started as a story teller at age of four,not with my agemate but my older relatives include my parents.And i started writing stories for so.. more..Writing
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