The House Girl – The Epilogue

THE HOUSE GIRL Copyright © Ufuomaee THE EPILOGUE June 2012.  Princeton University, New Jersey, USA. Good afternoon fellow graduates, administrators and teachers, friends and family.  It is an honour for me to stand before you today as the Valedictorian of the Class of 2012 and commend you all for a

The House Girl – Part Thirteen

THE HOUSE GIRL Copyright © Ufuomaee PART THIRTEEN Donald and Ms Ebuka were let back into the room, when the baby was delivered.  Chinyere was still crying and hadn’t been able to say anything.  Osinachi was sitting down on a visitor’s chair looking very confused. “Hey, what’s going on?!  Is the

The House Girl – Part Twelve

THE HOUSE GIRL Copyright © Ufuomaee PART TWELVE January 2004.  Kuje District, Abuja. Chinyere was depressed.  Her life was not her own.  She felt so out of touch with what was happening to her…and in her body.  The unwanted intrusion that was a life growing within, which she had no power

The House Girl – Part Eleven

THE HOUSE GIRL Copyright © Ufuomaee PART ELEVEN “How’s your day going?” Those four words were as “I love you” to Osinachi.  Donald didn’t say those three amazing words often, but whenever he sought to communicate with her and find out how she was doing and feeling, and made the effort

The House Girl – Part Ten

THE HOUSE GIRL Copyright © Ufuomaee PART TEN It had been a month since that horrible day, when Mrs Peterson had thrown her out of her home.  Only Chinyere knew the hell she had suffered that day before she’d made it to her aunty’s place in Abuja.  She’d initially thought of

The House Girl – Part Nine

THE HOUSE GIRL Copyright © Ufuomaee PART NINE Donald could hear the sirens from a mile away.  He looked out of his bedroom window and saw the police cars as they drove on his street and parked outside his house.  They were here!  Ms Ebuka had called the police! Donald panicked.

The House Girl – Part Eight

THE HOUSE GIRL Copyright © Ufuomaee PART EIGHT “Three nights ago, my niece showed up at my doorstep soaking wet and looking like she’d run into some thugs, who had beaten her mercilessly!  She fainted moments later.  How she got to my house, I don’t even know.  Why she left your

The House Girl – Part Seven

THE HOUSE GIRL Copyright © Ufuomaee PART SEVEN Osinachi returned home on Thursday morning, as she preferred to return when she knew Donald would be at work.  She wasn’t yet ready to see him, and they still hadn’t spoken since she’d left home on Monday.  She’d contacted the nanny service to

The House Girl – Part Six

THE HOUSE GIRL Copyright © Ufuomaee PART SIX Chinwe Ebuka was shocked when she opened her Abuja apartment door at 9:30pm that Monday night to find her niece standing there, unkempt.  She opened the door wider to let her in, her thoughts racing as she wondered what could have happened to

The House Girl – Part Five

THE HOUSE GIRL Copyright © Ufuomaee PART FIVE August 2003.  Garki District, Abuja. Osinachi took Monday off to interview a few nannies.  Her friends had given her the names of some reputable agencies in Abuja, and she’d contacted them all on Saturday.  She was expecting six women to show up for

The House Girl – Part Four

THE HOUSE GIRL Copyright © Ufuomaee PART FOUR “Osinachi, what’s the matter with you?!” “Donald, I did it for us!” “NO!  No!  You did this for yourself!  How could you plan this without me?” “It wasn’t like that, Baby…” “Don’t!  Don’t Baby me…  I don’t even know who you are anymore.

The House Girl – Part One

THE HOUSE GIRL Copyright © Ufuomaee PART ONE March, 2003.  Garki District, Abuja. “Chinyere!  Chinyere!” Madam’s shrill voice sounded in the air, causing the house girl to raise her head slowly and rise up from her task of washing Madam’s lace wrappers and beaded blouses, which she always demanded were

The House Girl – Preview

Yeah!!!  Another story series is on the way!  But this one is for my patrons at and members of Ufuomaee’s Series Blog at only. Yes, it’s an exclusive story, and I aim to publish it in paperback or ebook format in July/August 2018.  You can read it early