Fear of Town
"Never! U can I be your teacher of lies!’’ Martin cried. "I give stories about my stubborn life, fine! Did I not act accordingly? I’m not like you who claimed of being a member of the militant group but behave contrary to them. I say and do!’’
"I agree, I’m a liar,’’ Taj’s eyes were redden by fear and anger. "I haven’t seen any freedom fighter or militant group in the Niger-Delta region all my life; in fact I’ve not been to any creek or oil field before but ‘m not going out to town, not till end of this holiday!’’
"Anyway, weren’t going to the Magic Land as you might be thinking…’’
"Read my lips, I’m not going to town at all, not till the end of my spells in this college!’’