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.
I know it’s been said that people you dislike are people you secretly like. I was certain our case wasn’t so. We just couldn’t stand each other. When we finally graduated and parted ways, I didn’t think we would cross paths again.
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.