Wednesday, August 6, 2008

...Terry, i swear i still hear his voice...

Terry.

The closest family friend we ever had. To us he was terrific, to strangers he was terror. An object of grudging admiration by neighbors Terry was a well-fed,muscle-toned, smooth-haired, hazel-eyed chap.This relationship started about 8 year ago.


"Yeeehhh!Nnena come and see"!

"What"?!Eyes almost taking the shape of the screen my twin sister kept bored a hole through the couch.

"Awwwgh...he's so cute. Chinyere!! Bring the remaining piece of chicken in the micro-wave!... Now"!

At the sound of 'chicken' my sis was already with the keys. And so the adult-knocked-senseless-by-a-cutie session continued while Terry backed away with each attempt to be carried by mindless acting adults.