Maurice's POVMy eyes never twitched, I sat patiently in the bus looking at my mom as we journeyed home, I had so many questions to ask.“What's going on between you and Mr. Mark, mom?" I asked the very moment we stepped out of the bus.She chuckled sadly, before she spoke.“It's been a month since your father died, just one month Maurice, and we are back to our various companies to get funds that will enable us feed"“That was not the question mom, please don't avoid my question... " I knew what my mom meant, but I needed to know what she had with Mr. Mark.“If we were well to do, we wouldn't work this early, while in grief..." she continued. “Were you cheating on father?!" I let out an outburst. She looked speechlessly at me, her eyes seemingly reddening and blinking. “Nothing I say would change what you know already, Maurice..."“What I know? What the fuck do you mean, mom?!" My mom ignored me, increasing her pace rather when we got to the veranda, ‘Was she avoiding my question
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