I told you devil, we will make it
"Good afternoon ma," I said as a woman opened the door, I suspect she is the mother.
"Good afternoon my daughter," she said, good she seems nice. I was dressed in cooperate.
"Am from the court ma" I said, it easy to believe with my wig and spec.
"Please come in," she said, now am in I won't leave without convincing her. After I came in she called a boy, her son maybe. "This is my son Obinna, the immediate younger brother of Emeka." He looks older than me.
"Good afternoon" he greeted, wow, do I look that matured
"Afternoon" I replied.
"So to what do we owe this visit?" she asked