CASSIE
I park my car at the parking lot and walk out of the car, one of our maids rushed to the car booth and brought out my luggage bag.
"Is my mom around?" I remove my sunglasses, hold my breath and pray that she isn't at home.
"Yes ma'am." She bows in courtesy and carries my bag in.
I don't think I'm ready to face my mom and listen to her nag about how incompetent I am and all others, she is just going to blame me for everything but I have no other choice. I steel myself for the scolding and nags that are surely going to come my way and walk-in.
I met my mom in the sitting room watching a program on the tv but I know that her mind is not really on the tv program, she is just waiting for me to walk in so that she can give me a piece of her mind. I walk to her and give her a peck on
