Layla
I hollered at them and hastened across the front yard.
"What are you doing, Aunt Layla?" Sofia's eyes widened in surprise.
"Hey, Charlene!" I slightly waved at the girl.
"Hey. Did Sofia forget something?" She asked, her eyes prying at me.
"No, I just want to talk to you before I leave. Are you rushing to do something?"
Charlene's boyfriend was staring vaguely at me. Now that I took a closer look at him, I could see his sunken pale blue eyes, prominent cheekbones, sharp jawline, and dropping mouth. His build was quite okay for a teenager.
"Yeah..." She responded, glancing at the boy.
"Give me five minutes of your time."
"Okay. Go on, Adrian." She gestured at him. He gave a firm nod.
"Sofia, will you excuse us?"
Sofia made a face and walked inside the house.
"Thank you."
