Ifeoma was looking at her husband with a stunned expression on her face.
"Daniel I just asked you how bad whatever it is that is wrong with my mom is? And you said....."
"I said drug bad." Daniel repeated himself.
"Drug bad, how? What do you mean by 'drug bad' I don't understand."
"Honey it's getting late, let's get some sleep we will talk about this in the morning." Daniel tried to lie down but Ifeoma stopped him.
"No we are talking about it this night, explain to me what is going on with my mother?"
Daniel didn't want to be the one to tell her about this, because he knows just how much this was going to affect her.
"Ify trust me you would want to hear this in the morning."
"Daniel stop messing with me and tell me what is going on." Ifeoma was breathing fast because she was scared she already has an idea of what Daniel was going to say."
