15

After thinking and meditating for about an hour, she finally decided to get ready for the interview. She stood in front of the mirror, her mind unsure about which dress to wear, they both looked good and very official and that even made it more difficult to choose between the two.

“The blue one would fit you perfectly,” her mother said walking Into her room, she did not turn to look at her but chose the black one instead.

“Are you still mad at me baby?” she asked her.

“no, what do you think maa” she answered back in an attitude but her mother did not back off.

“okay talk to me what is it, Stacey?” she asked her sitting on her bed.

“do you honestly trust that man?” Stacey asked her moving about the room like she was looking for something. “I don’t think he should be leaving here”

“I know you are mad that he could be your father….” she answered her but was cut short by her.

“No, he is not. Why don’t you ask him to take a DNA that way we will all be sure.” She said getting her bag read