High Rise
By Okwuje Israel Chukwuemeka “Merci! Not Messi,”Mademoiselle Jaiyeoba said, scowling, creases rumpling the bridge of her nose. It was ninth period, at one thirty. The afternoon sun was smouldering. Lunch was due in a couple of minutes, when the bell would go. Jude had been paying attention to the lesson. With fawning seriousness he had enunciated novel French words [...]
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