Jade was back home,but his mom has been looking for him all over thier Street.
She asked her neighbours if they've seen her son,but to no avail.
Mrs Esther finally saw her son coming from across the street with some things in hand.
"Stop there,where have youve been jade.Do you know have been looking for you all over town I didn't see you,and what's that on your hands?" Mrs Esther asked her son who was coming from spar.
"Mom/I went out" he answered stammering,cause he's a little bit afraid of his mom.
"With who?" she asked.
"My/friends" he answered still stammering.
"Your friends,what have I told you about friends . Didn't I say friends are bad influence on you,if your friends are thief you're also a thief in people's eyes,if your friends are arm robbers you the same in people eyes.How many times will I tell you people are watching you,you don't want to listen right. Ok good boy bring those things in your hands" Mrs Esther started her daily advice,warning her son.
"But mom...." jade wanted to say something.
"Yes,what can I do for you?.Dont waste my time just give it to me and know that no food for you this evening" Mrs Esther said then took his things inside.
"But mom,why can't I eat?" jade answered with his stomach rumbling.
"Ohhh you know they eat.wow!! and you went out with your friend.I came back from work tired,I said let me call my son to come and cook cause of stress in the office today, you were nowhere to be found. Now have Cooked you want to eat from it?don't touch my pot,you hear me" Mrs Esther shouted at her son from inside the house.
"But mom let me eat what I bring,even though you won't let me eat what you cooked" jade was now begging his mom cause he can die if he didn't eat anything before his sleeps.
"Don't try me,if you touch my pot you will cry.Am serioius about this,you came late and I didn't answered you;you want to make me talk right" Mrs Esther threateningly this time around cause she was burning inside.
"Mom am sorry, I won't do it again" jade said while kneeling with tears in his eyes.
"Why are you telling your mom sorry,who died or is she crying what happened to her " Mr Taylor finally came back from work and saw his saw kneeling while being dramatic.