I pressed the door bell for the second time and there was no respond, should I go back home? I thought. The weather is cloudy and it will start raining soon, I had no other option than to wait. What would I say and how will I say it? Hmmmm I started forming sentences in mind for my dream Awuraa Ama. Before I practice my sentences orally someone opened the door, it was Eugene Mr. Asare's first son. He took me in and gave me a sit at the table. It was already set with plates, forks and knives. is a politician coming to this house? I wondered , Ama was seating right in front of me she looked sweet and more beautiful than ever her teeth were shining behind her tiny smooth lips, her long hair was brushing off her shoulders down to her breast. I was ordered by Eugene to say the grace " dear lord help us express our love to others oh father even with a smile let her know how i feel, please lord ..... "I felt a knock on my left foot, ...
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