someone birthed them broken by Ama Asantewa Diaka

someone birthed them broken by Ama Asantewa Diaka

Author:Ama Asantewa Diaka
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2024-04-02T00:00:00+00:00


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It happened in your twenty-fifth year, the year you enrolled in a five-month programming class because there were too many hours in your afternoons and you needed something to do with your hands. Your sister, Naana, had been having cramps so severe they had paralyzed her left leg. Three years, several hospitals, and yet there wasn’t a proper diagnosis. She would hear of a doctor, visit a hospital with high hopes, spend precious money on different tests, and come back home with nothing but more painkillers. The pain got so bad that on some days she needed assistance to bathe, so being the loving sister that you were, you had volunteered to stay home and take care of her. Her afternoon pills usually knocked her out for at least four hours, so you enrolled yourself in a two-hour C++ class that was fifteen minutes away from the house. Paa Kwesi was one of the tutors.

He was good with the students because he had a way of deconstructing the most complex problems into simple steps without making you feel like an idiot. He had a thick afro and a small tuft of beard sitting on his chin, and his glasses masked his half-closed eyes. On the first day of class “Mr. Robertson” was spelled out on the white board, but everybody called him “Sir.”

You struggled with the course; it didn’t help much that you were the oldest in the class. Most of the students were high school graduates waiting to start university, and here was a university graduate struggling to keep up. You were ready to quit, but Mr. Robertson offered to spend twenty extra minutes with you after class, and if you didn’t see any difference in two weeks, you were free to quit. True to his word, by the end of that week you didn’t feel completely clueless, and by week two, you were helping another girl with her code. In the fourth week he asked you to call him Paa Kwesi. Three months after being in the class he asked you out on a movie date. Before the movie started you were so nervous you weren’t sure you would actually pay attention, but you discover it’s a horror-adjacent movie and you become so invested you don’t notice immediately that he’s been staring at you for a while now. His eyes meet yours and you smile.

“I just realized something,” he whispers a little too aggressively. “In this very moment, I am the happiest I have ever been, because I get to spend time with the hottest girl alive.”

And just like that, you feel a familiar wetness in your linen panties. So when he asks you weeks later if you would be his girlfriend, of course you say yes.

You take showers together, his shirts look good on you. You have breakfast in bed and spend Saturdays analyzing crime movies like the two of you are being paid for it. The way he holds your bag in public makes you believe in forever and you’re surprised by how good his kontomire stew is.



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