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Inbetween 12

I don't know why I was disappointed to see him dressed in an ash polo and jeans. He looked responsible. It's not like everyone that visited the bars to get drunk was irresponsible but still, he did not have the looks of a man that would waste his life on alcohol.

"My Lady " he said, coming closer with a broad smile. I looked at Auntie Maimah then back to him. He extended his hand for a handshake. I took it, rather reluctantly. I was still yet to understand why he was in Uncle Joe's house.

"I know you don't remember me." He said.

Oh yes, I do! You were embarrassing yourself on your mother's stairs the last time we met.

He looked better than he had looked that day, lying on that floor and oozing of alcohol. He was almost unfamiliar, unrecognizable if not that I was a pro in mastering faces.

"Yes. I don't " I replied .

He let go of my hand. "I'm Ike, A friend to Wisd

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