Dear Jesus,
Kathy left.
I, rooted to the spot, was still as shocked and stunned as I was since the unfolding.
I was in a dilemma. Should I go after my bestie or should I follow my cousin in? I felt pulled in both directions, on the verge of being torn, much like how the rope must feel when its in a tug of war.
Wearied and confused, I entered back in, a thousand questions floating through my mind.
Kathy knows my cousin? How on earth?
Aunt June hit me with a tsunami of questions the moment I entered back in.
Sigh... She's a pro at the interogative talent. Sometimes I feel she should have gone on to be a detective or something. It would have suited her more than her real estate business.
I successfully managed to scale through her myriad of questions.
All the while, I was itching,
