After Almost forty-five minutes later I was pulling up to a big brick house that had a nice car garage, finding a spot, I parked my car and headed to the double stained glass door and rang the door bell. From the outside I could hear people laughing and kids running playing, letting me know that my sisters were already there. My slender mother, dressed in a Fendi Dress with an apron draped over it, shuffled to the front door and opened it with a smile. Before stepping aside to let me in, she looked around like she was searching for someone.

“Where’s Kabelo?” She asked.

“Mom, Kabelo and I haven’t been together for years now.” I sighed deeply.

“Really, Nonhlanhla, you need to settle down and stop all this bouncing from man to man. It’s unbecoming of a woman your age to act like in that manner,” she lectured. “I know Mama. Jesus, I hope this meeting is not about that! Cause if so, let me turn around right now because I don’t want to hear that.”

“Nonhlanhla stop being dramatic and get in this house!” My mother ordered before walking into the house, leaving me to trail behind her. Once in the house, I looked around at all the red and gold decor my mother had. She definitely came up we were younger. I thought to myself as I turned into the living room to see both my sisters booed up with their men.

“Hello everyone,” I said dryly as I sat at the lounge chair.

“Well it nice of you to finally show your face after so many years,” my older sister, Sindisiwe, said with a smug look on her face. “Don’t start Sindi. You could have called me too,” I spat.

“Well unlike you, I don’t have the pleasure of frolicking around and doing nothing. I’m a military wife and a mother of growing twin boys,” she gloated.

“I don’t frolic around and doing nothing. I have a health care business that I have to take care of,” I stated defensively. “Oh yea! Do you have those facilities from that old man you were dating a few years ago… What was his name again?” Sindi Prodded

“His name was Sipho,” I mumbled.

“Yeah that sure was his name. What ever happened to you and Kabelo? My younger sister, Nonjabulo, chimed in. “Like I told Ma, we are no longer together.” I announced fully annoyed.

“Damn. You forever jump from man to man. If you keep doing that you will never get married,” Nonjabulo continued.