"Owen! Honey, don't forget your lunch." Mum called out to me while feeding Asher.
I skipped four steps and landing at the bottom of the stairs feeling ants crawling in my veins. I was super anxious to know what Mr. Charles's decision was.
I snatched my lunch, blurted a quick 'bye' to mum before running off deciding to walk as it helped get off the energy.
I walked down the wide pavement with Downey in thought. The sun was just setting above the little city and the nearby neighbors who loved vegetation found it useful to start on their gardens first. Rubber boot covered in mud rubber gloves too with a round gardening hat. Nevertheless, when I waved they did wave back.
The street was almost crowded, parents holding their toddler's hand trying to cross them over or just simply listen
