“Come inside, Alli,” Grandma said to the middle-aged woman who I met in the company hours ago.
“Ah, I think Iris has many questions on her mind,” she said when she looked at me with a worried face.
“Uh, it’s okay Ms. Alliana, you can go inside first,” I said and pointed in the direction of the main door towards her
As we entered our house she looked at every side of it and observed with a smile.
“Still haven’t changed,” she said, which did not sound offensive to us. Grandmother is still smiling while looking at her.
“Do you remember something?” grandma asked and she looked at her.
“Every single detail of my childhood,” she said and she sat on the couch properly like a modest girl.
“How’s life?” grandma asked her and she sighed at it.
“Still here in this place searching for my son b
