The end.

"Alex!"

"Where are you?" The voice of Mrs Mary was vehement.

"I'm right here in the kitchen."

Alex Waynee said, his voice barely above whispers.

He was doing the dishes, he immediately rushed towards the room where Mrs Mary's voice was coming from.

"Alex, I know I promised my daughter that I would never bully you or insult you."

Mrs Mary asked, her voice was barely above whispers and inquisitive.

Staring askance at Mrs Mary, Alex Waynee replied, "Yes you did."

His voice was laced with a mixture of concern and anxiety.

"Good…but you realize I was only joking right?" She said as she stared at the wall clock.

"I really don't understand what you mean by that?" Alex Waynee answered, his voice laced with trepidation.

The situation was feeling tense, like a storm brewing on the horizon.

Mrs. Mary's expression seemed inscrutable, caught between seriousness and a hint of something else.

The air itself seemed to hold its breath, waiting for her next words to unravel the mystery of her intenti

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