TOUGH DECISIONS

Chapter 12

EYARE'S MOTHER - QUEEN MOTHER.

Intuition.

An in-built meter that never malfunctions.

My mother's intuition was seriously wagging.

Immediately I got into the room, I knew something was wrong. She was huddled in one corner, clutching a picture to her chest.

Her stare was glassy and unwavering. Her phone lay at her feet. It kept ringing, yet she was oblivious to it. I stood looking at her for some time. I had never particularly liked her, not that she was a bad person or a criminal, or anything, but the last time Eyare came visiting, he had said in not so many words they weren't seeing eye to eye, mainly because she was always hiding thingsb. . . or something along those lines.

What I do know, though, is something seemed off, like she was hiding a secret. I always watched her when they were together. She, Eyare and the baby. She always had this far away look on her face.

What, dear young lady, have you been up to?

What secrets do you have hidden in the recesses of your mind?

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