SARAH POV
It has been 3 hours since that old woman left in a fit of rage, and yet the unsettling feeling of uncertainty still envelopes me.
If that old woman was telling the truth,
then there is fire on the mountain.
There are a number of questions I need to find answers to, so I had to call the one person I can rely on to tell me the truth, Ebenezer, my late husband's bestfriend.
" You sent for me Luna" He says as he takes a sip from his cup of tea
" Please call me Sarah. We are practically friends" I say casually.
" Ebenezer, I would like to know something about our surrogate, Vera. How many children did she give birth to?" I ask simply
" Why would you bring that up now?" He ask nonplussed
" Please just answer Ebenezer. I have my reasons" I beseech him, sincerely I pray th
