For Ijeoma, it's an ordinary afternoon. She's curled up in a comfy chair, reading a novel, and enjoying her time off from school. Then her mother storms into the room and asks a question that will change the teenage girl's life forever: "Are you a witch?"

Dumbfounded by the ridiculous charge, Ijeoma further learns that her classmate, a beautiful young girl named Adaugo, is dead. But before she died, Adaugo confessed to being a witch, and claimed that Ijeoma was one, as well. Ijeoma vehemently denies this charge, but her mother does not believe her. Worse, neither does her beloved...

Ada tuned into a song while walking into the house. Instead of the excitement and pleasure that usually came with singing, a haze of vagueness and emptiness hung on her mind. What was that for? She just couldn't tell. Maybe seeing her son, Chideraa, would make her feel better. She had left him in the sitting room. But Chideraa was not in the sitting room when she walked in. Ada searched under the bed, and table. She looked up to the ceiling and the walls, even though she knew Chideraa could not have climbed there. When she couldn't find him, she screamed, "Chideraa " But there was no...

Ada tuned into a song while walking into the house. Instead of the excitement and pleasure that usually came with singing, a haze of vagueness and emptiness hung on her mind. What was that for? She just couldn't tell. Maybe seeing her son, Chideraa, would make her feel better. She had left him in the sitting room. But Chideraa was not in the sitting room when she walked in. Ada searched under the bed, and table. She looked up to the ceiling and the walls, even though she knew Chideraa could not have climbed there. When she couldn't find him, she screamed, "Chideraa " But there was no...