Nolan**

I was Soooo Exhausted From being the ‘Perfect’ Son in My mother’s Eyes. My Mother wanted only One thing and that was for me to be the Heir.

(We were all sitted in the dinner table having Dinner.)

Mxolisi: Dad today I went to check on the ladies at the brothel and they managed to sell enough cocaine for us to have the money to pay Zeb

Fred: Wow Impressive my son….. You are Soo intelligent I wish Nolan was more like you

You see in my father’s eyes I was not Perfect enough I needed to Be More like Mxo to be Perfect

Grace: My baby how did the test go?

Zoe: Great Ma I managed to Score 98%

Fred: What Will education do for you…. I told you long ago to come and work with us in the family business

Zoe: Dad I have a Vision Unlike Mxo And Nolan I don’t want to be your puppet

Fred: Mind your words when You speak to me

Zoe: I think I had Enough Good Night Ma

Grace: Good Night My Angel.

Fred: Mxm… Sooo Mxolisi the Burns and I have set a date for the Lobola

(Mxolisi Coughs)

Zara: Are you ok do you need water?

I stopped her… she was my wife but everytime when Mxo was around she forgot that.

Mxolisi: No I am fine.