EVELYN
Her home was very small and the only thing worth looking at in her whole compound was the tomatoes she planted. The flowers weren't well arranged and it was clear that she had only started growing flowers.
I hit the door bell and in an instant, a woman opened the door.
“Hi, I'm Evelyn Itacha, mother of….”
“Oh, I know who you are, Evelyn.”
I kept my face straight to make her know I didn't come to play. “Well, I don't know you and I will appreciate it if you refrain from calling me Evelyn, it's Mrs Itacha for you”
“Mrs or Ms? Whatever, what do I owe this pleasure?”
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DAMON We didn't go with any of our cars. Mason suggested we went with a rented car and particularly one we that had nothing to do with where we lived. It was black mini-van that wouldn't draw the attention of anyone. Mason had the radio on and he kept changing the station every two minutes. “What the hell are you doing?” I asked. He looked at me and made a silly face. “What does it looking I'm doing? Let me give you a hint, driving our asses to our death….” “I meant why the glorious fuck are you changing the station like every second?” “Everything is stupid on the radio, how does my mother cope with th
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TILDA School was kind of funny. Every year had a particular ‘vibe' it gave. The year we got into senior class, we were all nervous, at the very least. Rightfully so, cause there were many things that seemed out of place, and it was that way for everyone. For instance, some were worried about getting the right grades to get into the universities of their choice. Clearly, lot of brainiacs filled this category. There were those who were very worried about graduating from high school, these ones didn't even want to think about colleges, high school was trouble enough for them. There were also the ones who didn't really care about their exams and grades or anything academic related. They were thinking about their next steps in life, what they could do besides college and the path that has been mapped out for them since they were born.&nbs
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