Vera’s aunt barged inside even though Vera had impeded. Her appearance was casual with a dark blue t-shirt and black jeans. The mocha leather bag was dangling on one side of her shoulders. Her high heels knocked on the floor loudly that bothered my hearing. Her straight short black hair framed her oval face with big dark eyes, a sharp nose, and striking red full lips.

That sniffy woman sat on the sofa and took off her sunglasses. She looked around the room. Her eyes moved from one object to another as if checking them out one by one to search for something. Our mouth shut. It was only my...