I had to assist my mum in her shop in other to have money for my entry examination that is coming up soon..
"Help me carry these to my car"said a customer she came to buy groceries from my mum store...
I carry her big nylon bag to her car and place it inside the car booth..
"Take this ,she said give me some dollars as tips..
I decline her offer and with a smiling face.,thanked her for patronizing my mum shop,I quickly turn back and head towards my mum shop...
My num shop is located at the heart of the town.a very busy area where the good and the bad meets ,
She sells groceries and any little money she get from the business is been used to feed the family
And now my school bills is here,I have to tried my best and make sure my mum doesn't stress herself too much cause she is all we got now....
"Rest mum,I will help with this ,I said taking the apron from her ,I sat down counting the voucher and placing them at their shelves
My phone vibrated in my purse,it seems I have got a message,bringing it out it a message for my Facebook admirer Emmanuel
"Hello dear"
I looked at the message and I type in reply
"Am busy "
And I placed it back in my purse,going back in doing what I was doing before
It was late in the evening,we closed for the day I and my mum broaden a taxi home ,on getting home we met our apartment door open,the room
Was dark,I brought out my cell phone,switch on the touch and we could see our way through the room..
My mum switch on the bulb 💡 and found my brother sleeping peacefully in the couch, we search the house for any suspicious movement but everywhere was arranged....
" hey boy why did you leave the door open,don't you know thief could come in and steal
Our stuffs" asked my mum while trying to weak his son...
I just stood at the doorway angrily looking at my brother
Paul is senior to me with five years but it's physical look one will think that we are twins,he have some disability(mentally).he is a replica of our father,short,plump and dark,but it's only different from our father is that he is not troublesome as my father..
He stopped in grade 5 in college couldn't complete it to its finals because of its inability to comprehend and its low learning skills...he repeated grade 5 for four years so the school management had to call my parents and advise them to withdraw Paul from school,that was how Paul stopped school and start staying at home,he is a burden to my mum and the family at large,cause at his early twenties he still depends on my mum for survival,he can't engage in any work or skilled because of his low learning skills...my dad had tried to enroll him in a skill learning center,where he choose to learn furniture making,Paul started the skills but couldn't continue because he couldn't catch up anything that was taught there...
"Huh huh " he answer still sleeping
" get up and go to your room" my mum said angrily
He got up with his sleeping eye and walked into his room.....