CHAPTER TWELVE (The Visit Cont...)

“Open the door, Helen.” a familiar voice I had come to dread fearfully echoed behind the closed door.

“Just a minute granny” I said in a tired tone. Just as I suspected, my old landlady has probably come to remind me of the house rent that was due. I had been behind on payment, and she probably got tired of waiting for me to fix myself up.

Maybe, she had come with her eviction notice. I braced myself for whatever she had come for, as I couldn't have had a worse day.

The old lady has done enough to let me stay for two extra months for free in her house after my last rent expired, which is the only source of her livelihood.

As much as i was afraid to look her in the face and inform her that i don’t have her money yet, i also had no choice than to let her know. At least, this was going to help her make her decision.

She could decide if she wanted to have me ejected out of her house or decide to keep me till I would be able to sort her out. I shrugged at this thought and shuffled list