So, I’ve got a friend, Emem Alexandra Akpan-Nya, who’s a brilliant writer. This is one story from her series, Idioms and Ink.
She took familiar idiomatic expressions and made beautiful stories out of them.
Enjoy.
#IdiomsAndInk
Veronica cranked up the music as she drove home, grinning. She was still basking in the euphoria from her victory in court earlier in the day. That adrenaline rush was a great part of why she had become a lawyer. She had gained a reputation as one of the country’s foremost female lawyers, and had yet to taint it, taking on the most notorious cases and never losing any. Quite an accomplishment for a single, career-driven 35-year old attorney, and her star was still on the rise.
Singing along to the music, she manoeuvred her way through the less chaotic, midnight traffic of Lagos. She had stayed out late, celebrating today’s victory in a posh night club with other members of her legal team, and the alcohol had put her in a mellow mood. Smiling, she relished the memory of her triumph afresh. Her client had been rejected by…
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