This is the second time i am into #short story but it is going to be a simple #short story indeed trust me. You will like it. This book is also tag for the #2015 short story award on wattpad so plsss don't forget to vote and comments. Thank you
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Sometimes we find love where we least expected it, when something like that happens it is not by chance or fate. But it is what you choose it to be with what you did.
"Kate! Can you please tell me the reason why i are here again because it seems my memory is deceiving me yet still". I sat looking very pissed as we drove through the streets of Africa precisely the Ghanaian streets. We are heading towards our first tourist site. " Don't bother to tell me why because i already know, i am here to take care of your sorry ass since you can't do it yourself" i turned to my sister who was by now pissed as well because i was calling her names. "And who will come on tourism in this god forsaken place anyway". Everybody kept quite except the driver who was singing along with whatever was playing on the radio.
"Why do you continue to break my ears with your complains ever since we landed at the airport. All you are able to do is complain. Let not forget that i am not the one who brought you down to Africa. So if you have any problems to solve with somebody, it shouldn't be me but mom" . She drop her head on her boyfriend Evan's shoulder who intend was trying to keep her quite.
" Hey you can't speak to me with that tone, i left my job to be with you so at least you should be grateful". I turned my gaze back to the window looking at things as we continue the journey.
" Sir please don't be angry with your sister, i know for sure that you are not going to regret ever coming to Africa" the drive trying to calm the situation with his words, which he succeeded.
" Thank you sir for your kind words" Kate straighten up pulling her hair to the proper place. " I always at your service and you can call me Kofi". The Ghanaian driver who now is called More seems to be a good man.I took my attention back to the window thinking only about my job and how i am going to stay three long weeks here in Africa.
The driver pulled in the parking lot, switching off the engine he turned and smiled to us. " welcome to the Kakum forest" . He opened the door stepping out we follow suit. " You guys should go on while i wait for you" he continues.
" You are coming with us Kofi " , Evan got closer to Kofi patting his shoulder. We all just nodded in agreement."Hello there, welcome to kakum national park. I will be your tourist guard for today, you can call me Ebed". We all turned to the direction of the voice who at this time has stretched his hands out to shake. All the guys went for a hand shake while i just stood there with wide eyes and opened mouth.
" Don't worry, he doesn't accept the idea that we are in Africa". I came to my sense when Kate made that complement. The guard hands was stretched to me, i took it without breaking eye contact with him. He look like a Greek god from Olympic, so beautiful with Indian brown skin toned and sexy. Oh gosh am i saying all those things about this guy. Well he is not bad looking not at all.
He lead us to the counter where we were booked in us tourists before we followed him out towards the forest. " Are you coming along or what Nick". It seems i have been visiting oz lately which is not like me.
"So before we enter the forest there are few things i want you guys to take noted". Our tourist guard who i have come to know as Ebed cleared his throat before he continue what he was saying. " There are hills on the pathway and rocks and their fragment so you should be care with your steps. We will be walking on a canopy which is arranged in seven stages. If anyone has a question please you can ask". He finished with his statement looking at us for any question. " Silence means concerns". Evan stated before pulling Kate along for the tour to begin. The tour lasted for almost four hours.
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