On the night of 14th February, I picked up a lady from Spintex. She was going to East Legon. She was dressed like a princess; a pink straight dress with a smile that could light up a room. She had too many things in her hand, mostly decorated with a tint of red. I got down to help with the load so she could sit comfortably for the ride to begin.

I asked her, “All for you? Then this guy really loves you… You have to hold him well because men these days are stingy.” She smiled, just like she had been smiling since we met. “They are not mine,” she answered. “I’m going to give it to him?”

For a moment I was dumbfounded. All my life, no woman had given me anything of note. They take from me and leave when the love goes sour. I was like “All for him? You don’t mean it. Then you’re a special kind of woman to be able to send all these to a man.”

They had dated for two years. According to her, they’ve had good times and bad times but they were able to always rise from the ashes. I loved her zeal and her mind about relationships. I told her, “I wish I would see this man and tell him how lucky he is to have you.”

She told me the man she was going to see wasn’t home but she was going to surprise him. “He would come later in the night to meet me in his room with these things spread all over the hall. He did it to me last year. I’m going to show him that what men can do, women can also do it better.”

I wasn’t comfortable when she talked about the surprised part. If a man tells you he’s not around, you don’t go there to surprise him. You might end up surprising yourself so I took her as my younger sister and advised her to call the man first. “Just call him. Let him know you’re going to his place. You don’t have to tell him about the surprise but just tell him you’re on your way to his place.”

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Reluctantly, she started calling her boyfriend. She called twice but he didn’t pick up the call. I told her to keep calling. She told me her guy hates it when he’s called too many times. We both agreed to hope that he would call before the trip ended at his door.

He didn’t call until we got to the main gate of his house. I got down and picked up some of the packages for her so she wouldn’t need to enter and come back again for the rest. When we entered the premises, we met a guy in a white shirt locking a door while a lady in red was waiting an inch away from him. Something about the way she acted made me feel he was the guy she was visiting.

We both stood still waiting for the guy. Immediately he saw us, he jolted and said, “Eiii you’re here already? Is that your boyfriend? (pointing at me.)” The lady next to me kept asking, “Who is that girl? I thought you said you’ll come home late in the night so why are you here with another girl? Who is she?”

The other lady was also standing there with anxiety written all over her face, waiting to hear the answer he would give. The guy was like, “I’ll talk to you later, let me see her off and come.” The other lady screamed, “I want to hear the answer you’ll give her. Who am I and who is she?”

It was getting dirty so I slowly laid the things down and told her I would be waiting for her outside for my money. She held my shirt and asked me not to leave. The guy said, “Please excuse us.” I left and went outside.

Over twenty minutes later, she was back, carrying all the gifts in her arms. She said, “Just drive. I want to be out of this place as soon as possible.”

We packed everything in the back seat and drove quietly back to Spintex at the point where I picked her up. She was trying not to cry but her libs kept wobbling. When she talked she said, “Men! Men!” and then shook her head in disbelief. I was waiting for her to share the rest of the story with me willingly, without me asking her about it because when people meet the shock of their life, you don’t interrogate them unnecessarily.

She didn’t say anything apart from bundling all men into one and screaming our name. When she got down and I helped pack her things, she gave me a box and said, “At least a woman has given you something.” She paid in full and I drove away.

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On the way, I stopped in a corner and opened the box to see what was inside. It was a wallet, a bottle of perfume and other little things that looked like soap and shaving cream. I shook my head and said, “Men! Men! You’ll never know what we really want.” I’m a man too but if I had that lady in my life, with all that beauty, I swear I would never look at another lady twice. But the other lady was also beautiful ooo. Hmmm, that guy is just a greedy bastard.

—Darius

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