My mind was racing about what Dante's mother wanted to talk to me about, I just couldn't shake it off.
I realized that Dante's mother was actually making me think too much and she was making my life very difficult to live.
Instead of pacing around, I remembered that I had her number. I decided to dial the number and hear what she had to say.
The phone began ringing and I waited for her to respond. As I was waiting for her to pick up my heart began racing.
She did not answer my call and I felt a chill down my spine. I did not understand why she wasn't picking up my call.
I double checked to see if I dialed the right number and it turned out to be correct. I debated on whether I should call her again or wait for her to call me back.
I decided to focus on other things. I called Njavwa
