I got dressed in quiet silence, grabbed my backpack, and left the room. It was 7:30. I had to get to class before eight. I had already visited the university with Glenda, so I wouldn't get lost. Plus, it was within walking distance, which made it more convenient for me.
“Good morning, Glenda!” I greeted her as I entered the kitchen.
“Good morning,” she replied simply as she prepared breakfast. “Hurry up and sit down to eat. You don't want to be late on your first day.”
“Hey, don't worry about that...” I said, and my smile faded as I thought of my grandmother.
She was the first person I greeted in the morning. She always made me breakfast and complained about how slow I was.
Now... she was gone.
“What's wrong?” Glenda asked when she saw me distracted.
I shook my head, sat down, and
