Time was unforgiving, it didn’t stop, not even to give people a chance to scrape themselves off the floor if they’d been shattered. - Ayobami Adebayo

Before you call the snail a weakling, tie your house to your back and carry it around for a week

Didn't think it was possible for the world to change so suddenly. I was aware of other people moving up and down the corridor: I heard heels clicking, people speaking, felt some bodies push past mine. But I felt so alone, as though within the space of time it had taken Yejide to say, "They have taken Olamide to the mortuary" I had been transported to a planet with no human life.

I was armed with millions of smiles. Apologetic smiles, pity-me smiles, I-look-unto-God smiles—name all the fake smiles needed to get through an afternoon with a group of people who claim to want the best for you while poking at your open sore with a stick—and I had them ready.