Gbayike stared at Wonuola as if unsure of what to say, then she smiled at her and said slowly… “Yes…”
A brief silence reigned between them as the wagon sped through the dusty road sending occasional hails of dust into the vehicle
Oyo plants the ‘corn of trouble’
In another man’s backyard
That one must not harvest it
Neither must he weed it off
He saw the Pastor and his wife as they entered. He knew what they came for. His brilliant intuition knew his wife had gone to call them to come and pray for him. He hated the idea, he would rather die than allow the Pastor pray for him
All these added to the strength and conviction of the old woman and aided her smooth conversion to Christ
Since we have accepted this huge token from the bottom of our herats, I guess we are free to do anything we like with it Bamiloye asked smilling.
“I have been to the church; I have met Pastor. But I thought it wise to also come and say hello to you in the Mission house”
When Aarinola got to the Ojoo motor Park early in the morning the following day, the first information she sought was about the congestion on Saki Road.
Not today my friend!!! You could not have been coming from Ibadan or Oyo!!! The vulcaniser announced confidently. No vehicle came in from Oyo to Saki today
Thats true, GBELEGUN GUEST HOUSE, its about the only hotel or Guest House in this town. I will find out the cost, I hope it wont be more than what we can afford?