Love O n August 24, 1997, I stood at the venue for a Miss Ghana Beauty Pageant event, swirling my glass of fuzzy navel and scanning the bustling crowd. Suddenly, a guy caught my attention as he walked past me. Looking at his face, a sense of familiarity washed over me, triggering the thought, "Where do I know this guy from?" He continued on his path, and a fewminutes later, a voice frommy left chimed in, "Don't worry, Jennifer, I remember you." Bound by Love, Family and Unity 18 The Birthday Journal
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