LESSONS FROM MY FIRST LOVE
They say love is nutrient for the soul. I tend to agree, but it doesn’t always show up in the ways you may want it.
Ken Asamoah and I hardly agreed on anything. We were back in Katon Senior High School. We were classmates, but I disliked Ken because he was the class prefect and my name was always on his list of class talkative.
But thanks to God we did, and when it happened, it was the beginning of our new chapter; one I hardly anticipated.
We met in town one cool day and to be frank I surprised myself when I didn’t pass him by. Ken looked matured and handsome. He said I looked good too.