Not you ma, I love your daughter!

Fuck you... Love you too!

     Later the day.  8PM. At a Bar. 

~Dare Ofegu~

"Don't even make the mistake."

I tilted my head slightly in the direction of the thick blonde who'd been checking me out all this while. 

I looked up and slurped from the glass of whiskey. Twas something I could gulp at a throw but I didn't want to. 

After I left Samantha since morning, I had returned to Cleaver's Ave. I had waited outside the gate for a while waiting probably Maria would show up all of a sudden. Even though I knew that the possibility was hundred to one. 

But unfortunately, I'd been caught by one of the patrolling cops who had warned me sternly never to return there unless things were sorted out, else I'd have a vacation behind bars. HIS WORDS.

I looked in the direction of the lady again. She was still staring, occasionally moving to the groove of the music. I was seated at the counter. 

I recalled what the Russian l