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Michael kept his rage aside as he saw my mother and immediately greeted her out of respect. My mother has been touched as she began begging for Michael to forgive me or do what he must with me, but do not send me off to jail as it will scare me again.

It was true; I was yet to get over all that happened, but Michael could only do that because my last employer held a high position in our town and the police took bribes easily just to do his bidding.

Money is indeed power.

“I wasn’t expecting to see you here, ma’am,” Michael said calmly to my mother. He looked to the ground to see that my bags had already been packed. “Why didn’t you leave? Why did you wait for me to get to you? Where are you trying to mock me in the face?” Michaelvoice raised his voice at each question he asked.

“Like my mother, I don’t plan on apologizing,” I said so brazenly that even my mother’s contortioned by my bravery, I was quiet when she spoke to me, and that was because she was my mother, but I won’t be quiet