“Mama! Mama! Could you please turn on the fan in my room? Just getting some cold Evian from the fridge. Please and thank you.” E.J bellowed, whilst wiping the droplets of sweat from her forehead. She parked her Whill C2 electric wheelchair in front of the ice box and grabbed the bottle of water from... Continue Reading →
This is Part One of a love/friendship story. I hope you enjoy reading about the tales of Shay and Dele.
"I think a lap is an illusion," Ejurewa said, with gusto. "What?!" Kevwe replied, with a bizzaro look of confusion etched upon her face. "Explain." "Think about it. When you're seated, it's there and when you're standing, it's nowhere to be found. So...it never was," Ejurewa explained in a matter-of-fact tone. "Where the hell do... Continue Reading →
Wheelchair Girl 