28

D-Day finally arrived, with the sun in the sky laying at the West side of the house of Boston.

Mrs Boston sat on the stool busy applying red lip gloss to her lips.

She dropped it on the dress table after applying a satisfied quality to her lip as she stared at her reflection in the mirror.

She had packed her hair into a bun and had settled into a long black gown which was strapped at the thigh length. She had wore makeup and had applied mascara to her brows to make her beautiful with her jingling long earrings made with silver.

She stood up, ready to leave the room and to meet with her son who must have been waiting for her in the compound as she closed her eyes and muttered a prayer. Wishing her secrets shouldn't be unveiled and the meeting with other Boston's should go peacefully.

She wore a bright smile and walked down the stairs to meet with her son as she climbed the last stair.

"Hey." She called Franklin, who was dressed in a normal black suit and white tie knotted around his ne