Going back to my parents place was weird, I felt out of place most of the time. Staying at my uncle’s made me get accustomed to the luxury life my parents aren’t able to provide I and my siblings.

I met Ernest, the cute guy down the street. One thing about living in a small area, you get to know everyone. Ernest was a cute, tall, slim and dark guy.

His mom had a small store around the corner where we do buy groceries and most times when I went there, he was there helping his mom. I ...