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The Day I Met Him..(3)...A Story By E PLUS The Storyteller.
5 years ago
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The next day was Saturday, I was quite laid back, heavy and tired. The kind of feeling you get when you have too much fun, dancing(Lol). Lanre, was such a stepper! Anyway I still did not fall my hand sha! I tried all the steps I could remember...
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Quickly, I straightened up my hair and headed for the door. Immediately I opened it, I saw a despatch rider with a box in his right arm.
"Good Morning.." He said, with a baritone.
"Hi..Good Morning." I instantly replied.
"Are you, Kelechi?" He inquired.
Quite hesitant, I replied with a nod. Then he handed me a note to sign, as he handed me the box.
"This is for you, ma'am." He said.
Then, I glanced at the inscription which actually bore my name and surname: Kelechi Ndubisi. I signed afterwards.
"Thank you." The despatch rider said and walked away. Immediately I entered the house, I began to ponder over the parcel. I wasn't expecting any, and couldn't remember telling anyone that I needed anything, it wasn't even my birthday, I took a deep breath, looked at the parcel for a while, then proceeded to open it.
I was amazed at what I saw!
The story continues..
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