Bounced By My Brother - S01 E02

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Bounced By My Brother - S01 E02

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What A Cute Brother !!!

~~One week later~~

I was very surprised when my father announced one day that we had a big brother. Initially I thought I had not heard him well, so I asked him to repeat the announcement. He repeated it and went further to explain to us that our brother was a product of a past relationship he had with a teacher by name Doreen Anaglate, who used to be his girlfriend. He said they broke- up under embarrassing conditions, so Doreen couldn’t tell him of the existence of the boy until now.

I was very excited about my father’s narration because to me, it was a wish come true. Honestly, my joy was a bit extreme and my father wondered if something else was making me happy.

He said Martin, our brother was twenty-one years old which means he was three years older than me. I was 18 years old, Manilla was 15 years and my youngest sister Jacqueline was 12 years old. I thought about our brother and wondered how he would look like; whether he would love being our brother and if he was cute.

Three days later, my father returned home from work with news that our half-brother, Martin would be visiting us the next day. That night I couldn’t sleep on my bed because I was so anxious to meet this mysterious brother of ours.

We dedicated the next day to a making preparation for our brother’s arrival.

A few minutes to the end of the preparation, my father phoned us to inform us that they were on their way coming and would be there within the next twenty minutes. Those twenty minutes were like twenty years to me because anxiety had caught up with me. Time seemed to move at a snail’s pace. This did not resonate with my expectation. My anxiety increased. If I had had the power to move time, I would have fast – forwarded it so that they will arrive within two minutes.

Harvey Mackay said, “Time is free, but it is priceless. You can’t own it but you can use it. You can’t keep it, but you can spend it. Once you’ve lost it, you can never get it back.

Though I knew that Quote long ago, it made more sense to me now. I can’t own time, so I have no other option than to wait for their arrival no matter how anxious I was.

At long last! They arrived home. I heard the sound of my father’s Ford car as he entered the house and moved towards the Garage. I rushed out to catch a first glimpse of the one -and -only brother I had never seen before. In all my imagination of him, I never expected Martin to be such a handsome guy. When I set my eyes on him, my mouth involuntarily dropped open with an exclamation sound “wow.” My heart melted. “Goosh!!! Is this really my brother?

He was a cute, well refined young man, from head to toe. He had romantic eyes, and the gentle expressions of his romantic voice enchanted me. He had a mark of innocence on his handsome face that could stop any girl in her tracks. I guessed he was used to that, the sudden pause in his natural expression when I looked his way followed by a nonchalant gaze and a weak smile. It didn’t help that he was so modest with it, a rare quality in a cute guy. He will surely have many admirers.

He was tall and well-built with rich black curly hair which swam in waves. He had thick eyelashes and eyebrows dancing on his well sculptured face and pointed nose. His eyes were surprisingly deep black and sparkling like the rays of sunshine smiling on the afternoon sea. I could see the flecks of silver in his eyes. His high cheekbones perfectly accentuated his face and angular jaw. These natural attributes

reinforced the dimples on his cheek when he smiled. His full sumptuous pink lips appeared as if they needed a full moisturized kiss. He had a smooth brown hairy skin folded into iron chiselled muscles making him looked like the Hero in the super man movie.

After the usual introductions and pleasantries, our parents left us alone to catch up with lost time and in no time we were conversing happily with Martin as though we had known him for very long. He told us he had completed University of Ghana Legon Medical school last year and have been posted to Ridge Hospital as a Physiotherapist. I was very grateful I had a cute caring brother after all.

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“You are never given a wish without also being given the power to make it come true.”

– Richard David Bach.