17 BREAKING TIES

SALIM That went well, I thought to myself, as I walked away. Hadizat was pretty interesting, like a story book- a really good one. I never really liked reading, but I wanted to see the end of that story. She was just strange to me, I had met different girls, but none had ever been as captivating as she was. She had multiple personalities, carefree, goofy, confident, clumsy, shy and intimidating. How could one person possess all of these, plus no other girl had ever been able to make my heart feel the way it did, just the sight of her and I literally feel my heart do summersaults. I was broken off my trance by the vibration of my phone. It was an unknown number, but I figured it may just be a client. “Salim Abubakar, who’s speaking please?” I asked. “Salim?” a female voice asked nervously. “Yes,” I answered impatiently. She breathed deeply, “Salim it’s I….your…,” her voice trembled and she paused for a second. “It’s your mother.” I laughed inwardly; I figur