Best Christmas Present Ever Edited
She peered down the street through the raindrops on her glasses. Where are these ‘KEKE’ (commercial tricycles)? It was dark and getting colder. And now it was raining, too. There was no kEKE in sight. ‘Wahala’. She sighed and tried to figure out if she had enough cash for a cab. As she stood there mentally counting her pocket change, a car pulled up to the curb and the passenger window slid down slowly. Ifeoma could barely make out a male driver, no passengers, non-descript blue Honda EOD …oh,...