It was a Friday evening. The sun was slowly making way for dusk to fall. A car zoomed past, leaving a trail of thick dust behind. To the left of the road was a big park. There were guys playing football with a few children learning how to ride their bicycles. Nana Yaa walked hurriedly, trying to balance the two heavy poly bags she was carrying. She was also trying to avoid being hit by the ball.
“Yo, boy, pass the ball to me” shouted one tall, lanky guy.
Nana Yaa looked at the guys as she passed. They were all sweaty, their bodies shining with sweat. “One day when I have kids, my sons will be camped at home with their sisters, learning how to cook and clean” she said to herself.
“Watch out!” shouted the tall lanky guy again. Before Nana Yaa could swerve, the ball hit her hard on the forehead, she lost grip of the poly bags and slumped over as she held her head.
All the boys stopped and watched. Some mouthed “Oh” as one guy run up to her.
“I’m so sorry. I lost control of the ball. Is there anything I can do to help?”
Nana Yaa stood up to look him in the eye. She was angry and embarrassed.
“No, thank you. I’ll be fine” The guy took a step back and raised his hands as if to say, okay.
Nana Yaa brushed her clothes, trying to get rid of some dust on her clothes. As she reached for the poly bags, the guy grabbed one and said, “I insist”.
She shrugged, raised her eyebrows and replied “Okay”
The guys had stopped looking their way but as the young man passed with Nana Yaa, they started making noise and passing silly remarks. One guy shouted, “Make you no slack ooh, your last chance be this” The others burst into laughter.
Another one too called out, “Sister, you for fear the others ooh but this guy, he be ma guy. He be correct waaa” The young man tried to hide a shy smile as they walked away.
They walked on silently. Each one completely lost in their own thoughts. After a while, they arrived at a blue gate. Nana Yaa turned to look at him, rewarding him with a smile.
“Thank you for helping me. This is my home”
The young man also smiled as he said “You’re welcome” “By the way, I’m Jude” He held out his hand. She placed her hand in his. His hand was warm to the touch. “Nice to make your acquaintance” She picked up the bags and walked towards the gate. Jude stared after her.
“I didn’t catch your name” he stated. Nana Yaa turned for a second, smiled and replied, “You never asked” With that she entered and closed the gate behind her.
……to be continued.