Nine Hours Till Five

Nine Hours Till Five

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Romance
After a painful exit from the northwest of Nigeria, Oluwafunmilayo Zimuzochukwu Onalaja arrives in Lagos to pick up the pieces so she can return to the northwest where she believes the success of her business lies. Then life happens in quick successions. Funmi isn't prepared for the impact that her decisions will have on her hustle or the troubles she manages to attract, but she won't give up easily either. There is only so much that everyone can take before they get broken, but really, what is Funmi's limit?
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My escape from Springfield, Massachusetts, came in the form of an exchange program to New Delhi, India, one plane ticket for 11:00 am on the thirteenth of July. I left, taking a big suitcase and my camera. I told myself I left for the experience I'd have there, but maybe I left because of the experience I'd had here. I don't know. All I know is that I left, and then I met Maya Sumedh. Luke Waters came into my life at 12:00 pm on the fourteenth of July, a Saturday. Probably the weirdest Saturday of my life - I picked up a cute guy from the airport, was in a car crash and stayed up the whole night talking to said cute guy. Maybe I even fell in love but I didn't know it until much later. All we had was four months and camera. A camera which proved more important than we ever imagined.

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