It was a week after mom and I moved into our new home, and the start of summer holidays. I was on my way from school in a jolly mood hastening to tell mommy that I got an 'A' in my Bilogy exam. I sprinted up the steps taking two at a time, burst open the door, and was frozen in my tracks, when I saw a man seated on our couch in the living room....
I stood there for about a minute with my mouth wide open wondering what the hell a man was doing in our house, worse sitting in Dad's favourite chair, no one was ever allowed to sit, mom made sure of that. But now this- this-- stranger was in it.
Luckily mom came out of the kitchen wiping her floured hand in a towel, and when she spoke I as brought back to reality.
"Mom what i-" I tried to speak but she cut me off.
"Blue sweetie I know what you're gonna ask just siddung mek mi explain please?"
I rolled my eyes at them both then hissed my teeth then sit at the arm of the couch with my hands folded. Yes i did. I'm 15 year old with little or no manners, a trait I got from her so she know better than to get me upset. And my dad on the other hand used to be a comedian so it runs in my blood on both sides.
"Is he ur grandpa or sumn? How him look so anyway?" I looked him up and down in disgust.
Mom sighed and answered reluctantly.
"No Blue, he's not ur grandpa, this is Mr Shaw , him ago live here with us fi a few months. He's renting the spare room that we have. That will bring a bit of relief to the financial strain I'm having..." Mom continue talking but i was
