Chapter 5

“Yes, she is my mother, and nothing will ever change that, but if it’s about the money, there’s nothing I can do about it… honestly.” 

She walked toward me, looked at me with a deep sigh, and walked into the kitchen. After washing up her breakfast ‘implements,’ she was placing the teaspoon in its place when my phone began to ring. I feared the worst had happened the moment I answered the phone without bothering to check who the caller was.

“Hello”, I stammered.

“Am I speaking with Mr. Tio…Ibierembo…Abbey-Hart?”

“Yes,” I stammered again.

“Why has your phone been switched off?” the female voice inquired in an icy voice.

“It has been with a technician for repairs, but I’ll soon buy a new one.” I felt very bad for lying to whoever it was at the other end as I watched my sister hurry past inside to prepare for her &lsquo