August Visitor

After I had broken up with mercy for the third time, I felt dejected, I knew this time,it was really over.
I confronted her as regards the fantasy guy I read about in her diary, she had been spending her nights with him under the guise of evening fellowship.
"Don't bother calling me," I said and walked out, ignoring her l pleas.

Just when I thought I made a mistake by not forgiving mercy despite her plea, I met sandra.
Sandra and I clicked, I discovered a new part of me I never knew existed. We barely knew each other for a week, but I felt I had known her almost all my life as we had so much in common. Even our last names.
Last weekend, I sat down in my room devising a way to finally tell Sandra how I felt, even though I knew it would be easier since she felt the same way, as she had constantly deliberately instigated the topic.
"You better say what's on your mind now before it's too late," she would say.
"Alex!" mama's voice called out from the living room, "come ooo, we have August  visitors in October." she sounded more excited than usual.
As I dragged my feet out of my room, I wondered what visitors could make mama so excited.
"At least it isn't mercy," I thought to my self. "She doesn't have the guts to..."
"Sandra!?" I exclaimed in shock when I entered the living room.
"Oh you are here," mama said, "have you met your uncle Lawrence and his daughter sandra?"