Chapter 1

When love birds chirp



The sun poured into the streets of Ofonri village. It left yellow patches on the green leaves of plantain shrubs. The Birds chirped cheerfully, their excited sounds filled the air. The cool breeze from the Agbaji river cooled the air. It was indeed a beautiful day. Nkoli was making her way back from the stream.
She walked the lonely street, carrying her brown water pot on her head. As she walked, she hummed sweetly to a popular folk song under her breath. Her tall and shapely features declared her beauty to all that cared to see. Sweat and water trickled down her light skin, it crawled down her chest and made her tummy wet.The rim of her waist cloth teased her black knees.
For the young men of Ofonri, Nkoli was a beauty unmatched. Although there were other beautiful women in Ofonri, there was none as sweet and graceful. Her beauty was the thing of folk tales. Poets...