11/01/2025
never knew my mom, but dad always told my twin sister and I that our mother was a very busy woman and needn't be disturbed. I grew up to wonder what my mother looked like, if we resembled her because father never kept pictures of her around the house and we never spoke with her before. But that would always say she sent her regards.
Every holiday, she'd sent money for us to go to Hong Kong Disney land, bought us luscious toys and restocked our wardrobe with new clothes every Christmas. We literally had everything we wanted but we never met the woman that afforded us all this. Dad never bothered to tell us about herβ he always switched the convention each time it was brought up.
One day after college, I got fed up. I was determined to find my mother even if she was dead! On one of dad's business trip, I sneaked into his bedroom hopefully to find clues that would lead me to mom. I ransacked his wardrobe, boxes and luggage, I then moved to his chest drawers and rummage his documents. There and then I found a parcel that held the address of her last order of shoes to us. It read " Lagos, Nigeria..." . I was confused as this was half truthβ Lagos must be a big city as I've read in books and blogs and there's definitely no way I could search the whole of Lagos to find her!
I went further in my search and found a teller receipt on mother's last transaction with dad and saw
" Maverick Ave.
Victoria island,
Lagos, Nigeria."
I excitedly slipped the teller receipt into my trouser pocket, arranged back everything and left. Having gotten the information I needed,I started to pack, I needed to book a flight from L.A to Nigeria ASAP. Next I phoned dad and told him I needed some cash to spend in the holiday and he obliged and sent five hundred dollars. At least that could handle my flight and other stuffs.
I didn't bother telling Susan because she was also busy with her own stuff. I just told the nanny I was going on a trip and would be back soon. I took off the next week and l
