It’s Wednesday. We are at Dr. Harrison’s office waiting for the DNA results. They are supposed to be out by today. That’s the advantage of being powerful and wealthy. You don’t have to wait like the rest in this country.
Tamara looks at me nervously. I give her an assuring smile and look at Mr. Wilson who looks nervous too. He keeps on stamping his foot on the floor, which by the way is getting annoying and keeps looking at the door waiting for the doctor to pop in.
It’s just the three of us here. I shouldn’t be here but Tamara begged me to accompany her because she couldn’t do this on her own.
“So how is work Myra?” Wilson breaks the loud silence.
“It’s good sir.”
“Please call me Wilson. It feels odd being called sir by an intellect like you.”
“Thanks. Am humbled.” I expected animo
