Author archive: Wanjiru Ndung'u

Short Stories
Little Bird
May 24, 2018
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Previously in Taste of Mel… On Saturday afternoon I’m lounging in my house re-watching Bridget Jones Diary when my phone rings. “Melisandre,” Harry says. “How are you?” “I’m good, how are you?” “Great. Great. What are you wearing right now?” “Eer… my priestess costume.” “Would you say it is…bewitching?” I laugh aloud. “How long have […]
Short Stories
On Stranger Tides
May 17, 2018
Previously in Taste of Mel … After a protracted game of cat and mouse, the insurance company finally cut me a cheque for my broken camera lens. I bought the lens online and was notified that it arrived on a slow Monday afternoon. My plan was to duck into town, pick it up, run a […]
Short Stories
The Ledge
May 9, 2018
I see his car before I see him. Only, I don’t know that it’s his because there are a lot of V8’s in this parking lot and I don’t look at the plates. My assistant and I are hauling our equipment to the van after a long night of shooting our third annual aviation industry […]
Short Stories
Just Between Us
April 26, 2018
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Previously in Njambi & Kagwe’s World… On Christmas evening, my sister and I are sitting outside talking about nothing in particular. The air is sharp and full, the kind that opens every pocket in your lungs. It smells minty because of the rosemary bushes mom has planted out-front. We watch the banana leaves swishing in […]
Short Stories
Stag Fight
April 19, 2018
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Previously in Njambi & Kagwe’s world… Saturday night I drain the last of my White Cap and duck into the night. As I back out of my parking spot, I hear a crunching sound at the back. The parking lot is tarmacked and there’s no reason for any crunching sound unless… I jump out and […]
Short Stories
April 12, 2018
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Previously in Njambi & Kagwe’s World … Saturday morning finds me standing shirtless in my kitchen with a strange woman. She averts her eyes from my chest hair and says, “Mama ako hapo nje.” This is how I find out that Njambi has hired help to clean the house, do laundry and iron on Saturdays. […]
Short Stories
On the Rocks
April 5, 2018
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Previously in Njambi & Kagwe’s World… Mother always told me it’s unmannerly to sit on the armrest of a chair, particularly as a guest in somebody’s home. Mel is padding around the kitchen pouring juice into glasses when this thought elbows its way to the fore of my mind. I push it back. I prefer […]
Short Stories
Dark Places
March 29, 2018
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Previously in Njambi & Kagwe’s world… The blue light of the TV flashes across the living room. Night has taken hold of the room. The silver of the moon is streaming in through a parting in the curtain. Crickets are chirping. The streetlights are casting faint, dancing shadows of the neighbor’s palm trees on our […]
Short Stories
Cards on the Table
March 22, 2018
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Previously in Njambi & Kagwe’s world… As told by Kagwe * There are few things I enjoy more than an evening takeoff. There is a golden hour when upon takeoff, my aircraft pierces the veil of sublime, pink clouds to greet the fierce sun on the other side of them. In a matter of minutes, […]
Short Stories
Good Wives Club
March 15, 2018
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Previously in Njambi & Kagwe’s World… I clench my fists to quiet the trembling. I try to take a deep breath but my lungs refuse to fill up with air. My stomach feels like a gaping crater. I press my palms to my cheeks. I have to do this. I have to find out. I […]