It wasn't Kanayo's voice that blew me away,
Neither was it his deep-rooted dimples
Nor his egg-shaped face.
I think it was the way he said my name...
No...not my name!
But there was really something about the way he called me "Nwanyi Aba".
It sounded like a plate of roasted yam and fried oil.
It made me feel fulfilled, I'm "Nwanyi Aba" after all!
Like flowers blooming in the morning,...