AMAKA RICHARD:
As I got out of the house, I hurriedly made my way to the bus stop that was far ahead on the street. We lived in an estate, so I had to trek to the gate because I didn't have a car yet.
Although Maureen's mother has a small car, but since she was taking Jason to school, I didn't want to stress her.
"Hello, good morning," a black car pulled up beside me, and I peered into the car. I saw a dark-skinned man dressed in a black suit sitting there in the driver's seat, and he greeted me, "Hi, I see you are in a hurry. Where are you rushing to?"
"Um, never mind. I have someone to pick me up," I said to the black man in the car. He smiled and replied, "Alright. Do you live around here? I have been seeing you around, and I would like to get to know you better. I live down this es
