At a marriage ceremony last weekend (precisely Saturday, 10th September, 2016), I stumbled into my old school course mate, Mrs Gloria Udeviegwo.

She was sitting at another side of the marriage reception ground, almost opposite where I was relaxing with some of my friends. It was she that saw me first and practically ran over to join me.

I got up from my seat to meet her and we embraced passionately for almost a minute swinging from side to side like two old love birds who had not seen each other in a long while until I had to force myself to break it up.

Somewhere at one corner of my brain a red light was blinking non-stop, almost annoyingly. It was reminding me that "Oh Glory!" (as I fondly called her back then) was now a married woman with four lovely kids.

But, she did not look it. Even at 52, she looked 10 years younger than her age.

I Pulled back and admired her again, while still holding her hands.

She was a woman with all the beauty and curves at the right places - comparable to the Toyota Land Cruiser Prado car that took the newly wedded couple to the Church where they were joined together as husband and wife that beautiful Saturday morning.

Indeed, she was the original American's definition of a "broad" in every sense of the word, a woman worth taking home to mama with excitement written all over your face as you scream: "Look what I found Mum! Be happy for me. I'm getting married!"

In my mind, I screamed "Ooh la la!!! This woman's husband is truly fortunate. Some guys surely have all the luck!!!"

She noticed the knowing look on my face being an old-timer in the business and took the words from my mouth: "You think I am good enough to eat, hen?! Isn't my husband fortunate?"

Of course he was. But, I did not put that into words. It was not as if I was afraid of how she might react. Gloria and I were way beyond that in our friendship. I did not want my envy of her husband to be too obvious - even when I knew she already knew I regretted not marrying her anyway.

Eventually I forced myself to let go of her hands not knowing if her husband was somewhere around the corner.

As if she read my mind, she said: "My husband is at home. You know he is not the outgoing socialising type. He is kind of a homebuddy person. But he has a great personality, almost like you." and we laughed at that.

"That is why I married him in the first place. I should have married you being best of friends and all. But, perhaps it was best we did not get married. Anyway, I am here with one of my friends, Betty. She is sitting over there." pointing to a spot where she was sitting before running over to meet me.

Amazing woman indeed! Gloria always knew what I was thinking like a mind reader. That was how close we were. As a matter of fact, we were so close back then at school that people thought we surely would get married. But, it did not happen. It was a miracle we did not marry.

You know what they say that best friends should not ruin their relationship by getting married? And she even alluded to it in her response to me.

So, what happened? Is that what you are thinking? Curious mind!

Well, I do not know. I think after school we just lost each other's contact and you know there was no GSM back then. You can blame fate for that.

But, the next thing I knew she was married and I kicked myself in the side half happy and half sad. You know she was four years older than me. But, you know what they say about "age being nothing but a number". I think I agree with them too.

"Oh Glory!" I exclaimed, having a mind flash on the joyous times we had together. "You must be a mind reader! How do you do it? Even after 4 good children - at least last time I checked. Or, have you added another one now?"

"What?" She asked. "How do I remain young? Well, it is God oooo! And I have not added another one oooo!!! The economic is biting hard, you know."

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