Listen to our inner.
She came home drenched in liquor, staggering wavering left to right and the stench of whisky would fill the corridors to her room, unfortunately she was home alone and her mum found her. she was zoned out in her room , having thrown up everywhere. In an African setting, well this a major issue, well does the feeling of agitation and anger pass an African? you guessed right. Sooner rather than late, the mum summoned the cane like the lord of the rings would pull out his rings in time for war, well it was full of rage, even us the neighbors wondered what was up, well, myself since I knew her pretty much, the story has it that she received a beating, a good one. Anyway I was asking myself was the flogging really worth it. did it change a thing on this early twenty's aged girl. In my point of view, well it didn't but rather it added more gap between the mum and her daughter, later the following day listening to the daughter, well, I almost cried, really wanting to talk to the mum ...