I went downstairs and I saw Mrs. Jones talking to my mom. She seems happy now, you can still see that she was trying her best to live her life again yet miserable.
"Hey, sleepyhead. Good morning," Mom greeted. I walked to the living room and formally greeted Mrs. Jones and my mom. I can't look directly at Mrs. Jones. After everything, I read in Heather's diary? I feel like I am dealing with something when I look at her.
"Good morning, Mom and Mrs. Jones. You look great," I uttered. Mrs. Jones looked at me and smiled.
"That's so sweet of you, Arthur. Good morning," She greeted.
"That's nothing. By the way, Mom, I will just grab something and get back to my room. I really need to do something important. I am not yet done with my school project. I am really sorry." I uttered and smiled.
