Coffie intently looked at David’s face and it was like he was seeing his brother’s image, Jessey. He felt something that made his body hairs stood upright.
“Who is your father, David? What’s his name?” he said.
“Stop it now, uncle. David I told you he asks too much questions, but don’t mind him. Let’s go inside.”
When two of them approached the swimming pool, Marie’s father, Adofo, put down the table he was fixing and he stood smiling and laughing.
“Your friend looks so handsome, Marie. He’s a fine looking gentleman and what’s his name again.”
“David Bello. This is my father, David. I told him about you as soon as you have arrived.”
Adofo hugged David and shook his hand. He had always wished his daughter a good and successful husband and David’s appearance won his conviction. I hope
