Nkechi Leave Me Alone Please!!! (Part 2)
Last week, Nkechi left my house. This week, she entered my bank account. First it was her younger brother. Then her mother. Then her grandmother. Every emergency came with tears, prayers and an account number. Then a pastor prayed, a miracle happened, and somehow I became an investor in the Nigerian stock market. I did not ask for any of it. Meanwhile, an unknown number has been calling my phone since last night. I have a feeling I know who it is. This is Part Two. The final part.

