Joseph's POV
The following Saturday, my mother arrives at my home and asked me, "Joseph, where is Amaka's home address? I have to go and see my grandson today!"
"Mom," I looked at her in surprise as she came with her car. She wore a blue dress and black sandals.
"Mom, good morning," I greeted her, not knowing what I would explain to her. I knew that I had seen Amaka in that new house that was five buildings away from mine, but I didn't want to tell my mother that was where Amaka now lives. What if she moves out? Because that was part of the reason I had not approached her since the last time I saw her and tried to plead with her.
Amaka shut me out, and I assumed that if I approached her again, she would suspect I live around this estate and pack out.
"Mom, I do not know her house addr
