WALKER'S MANSION
Amy sauntered into the house after the close of work. It was already Tuesday, and that's an extra twenty four hours outside the stipulated fourty eight hour she had given her mother to provide Michael. It was high time her mother made her decision.
Provide Michael or she leaves?
Mrs Walker and her husband were sitted in the sitting room watching the news headlines when Amy walked him.
"Good evening Dad" Amy greeted her father, her face void of any smile. She hasn't been able to let out a smile since the grand exposé.
"Good evening princess. How was day?" He asked.
"Fine" Amy replied.
"You look exhausted. Go freshen up and come down to eat something okay?"
"Dad thanks, but I'm not hungry" Amy replied. Mr Walker didn't believe her. Looking at her, it was damn obvious she had lost some weight recently and it wasn't because she wasn't hungry, but because she couldn't bring herself to eat most especially at home.
