Steps of the heart

ly quiet, which was rare for a Kanu family return trip. No one was arguing over the aux cord.

ddy was already snoring like he worked in Dangote refinery, my brain was do

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d this boy s

but it kept rewinding itself

, flung my scarf somewhere, and collapsed on the bed

ng like she didn't just witness my

her legs like a baby goat, probably playi

arted, unable to

oked up.

at

e asked, clearl

eyes. "You k

"Ahhhh. So th

a throw pillow to shield my

ed fully to face me, giving me tha

ened? Because you people were doing full

ked eyes. Then hi

her brow.

it. But the angle - the way h

t boy bent like he was looking

ow. "God. I thought I was in

with sense. This is not JSS2 again oh. These boys are not like

sitting like th

your legs like Sharon Ooja. You forgot we were

. "Wait, someone

roa

r JSS1 problems,

they laughed and teased

t that boy. The way he looked. The quiet intensity.

felt like something bigger.

hink he is?"

refect. Did you see the way he walked? That one has confidence o

"You think he's

lose. Those ones that never smile b

ase. He's not

rd. "Then why were you staring like y

at her. She dodge

umbled, even though

ile Mummy was shouting at PHCN, while Daddy was arguing with the remote, while Henriett

hat

t s

ybe" moment that fel

nd the fan making that grinding noise it always makes

hink he n

iet for a

"Jen

mm

e boy turn you int

rious,"

13, SS1, it's normal. But just remember - school is chess,

ded.

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d a dropped drumstick felt like the

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