The next day mom came to wake me up in the morning, not that I was late again but because she had to go out, and she wanted me to get up before she went out. I checked my phone; the time was ten a.m., a bit early for me to be up, but I did as mom was stirring me up again and again. I sat up on the bed to assure her that I was not going to sleep again, and then only she left the room. I got up and went to the bathroom, and after freshening up, went downstairs; mom was about to leave.
“When would you be back?” I asked her.
“I do not know for how long I have to stay there,” she replied.
“Where are you going?” I asked.
“To meet your uncle, they have some dispute going in their home. He called me in the early morning and asked me to come,” she replied. My uncle lived next to my city. He got
