Canny Perspectives

Our friendship always felt lopsided, like an ice cream cone melting unevenly—one side a puddle, the other still standing tall. I was always on the melted side, the side that dripped down your hand and left you sticky and scrambling.

BENJY Benjy glanced at his watch. It was almost noon. He resisted the urge to pick up his phone to call Lizzy.He had been clear in his text message to her: I know you said I didn’t know what I

DEJI Do one nice thing for each other every day for the next week. This was Dr Amber’s assignment for them this week. They’d had two sessions with her and Deji felt like he couldn’t wait till they got to

ORE The news of their father’s remarriage was a welcome distraction for Ore.  Things had been tense since Wednesday when she had the text mix-up with Ramsey and Terry. At first, she had ignored Ramsey’s question mark message because her

BENJY The door opened and his sister walked in.When they were younger, it had been a running joke in their home that Ore was not friends with closed doors. She could walk into the most intimate spaces without a knock,

DEJI “So…Deji and Ivie, may I ask why you are here?” The way she said the why was what made Deji exchange looks with his wife. It was obvious why they were in the office of a marriage counsellor, wasn’t

ORE The cell phone in her hand felt hot. It wasn’t a literal hotness, it was one generated by Ore’s mind. She had finally responded to Terry’s Facebook message that night at dinner. In the bathroom, a sudden recklessness had

BENJY Benjy’s bombshell stunned Lizzy into silence. Stunned them both, actually. Benjy hadn’t known he had come to that conclusion until the words left his lips.“Are you sure? Are you serious?” she asked. “Don’t play with me, Benjy.”“I’m not. I