Chapter 22: No ID, No Entry

Before Jennie could answer the question, the phone in my pocket suddenly rang. I looked at the screen and found out the call came from Mom.

I rose from my seat and slid into the corner, far enough that Jennie couldn't hear her voice. "Yes, Mom? What's up? Did something happen?" I asked, my voice calm and barely above a whisper.

Luckily, Jennie's attention was focused on those shopping bags next to John Dave. She started a conversation with her. I felt at ease.

"Honey, just want to inform you that my grandson was done with his dinner. And guess what? He keeps on smiling at me right now. He's so adorable, isn't he?" Mom replied.

"Couldn't agree more, Mom. He inherited that from me, I guess." I couldn't help but curve the corners of my lips when I felt at ease someone from the family took the initiative to feed him.

"When are you coming home, by the way? Your Dad wants to talk to you." Mom said. Hints of profoundness were marked in her voice. "Sorry, but I ha
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