The morning felt so good, waking up to Mother's breakfast, with no depression, heartbreak or stressing about the window on the neighbour. I had breakfast with my mother, reminded each other of the old days and shared some jokes. There was a knock at the door and I rushed to pick it up. To my surprise, it was the police,
"We are looking for Miss Mwinjileni Davies." One of them said.
"That's me," I responded.
He took out an A4 paper and gave it to me saying, "This is a search warrant, we have been instructed to search your room thoroughly including your bags for the accusation of having drugs."
"Drugs? My daughter would never do that." said my mother who stood behind me.
knowing I disposed of everything that could have incriminated me, I said,
"Come on in officer. You are free to sea
