Not a single thing went right. My whole day had ruined. I fought to hold my tears back. It's not that I am sensitive but sometimes it just gets hard. As if God responded to my prayers, it started to rain.I burst into tears. Atleast no one would know I was crying that way. I went into paroxysm and lost grip over my emotions. I walked one step at a time so that I could cry my heart out. When my heart felt light and water dripped from every where, I reached home.
"Celeste! Have you lost your mind?" my mom yelled. She was there in the verandah, looking more relieved than angry. I stood still as she ran down the stairs to me and hugged me tight. "Why didn't you pick up my call? she asked worriedly. I melted away in her arms.
Sometimes home is two eyes and a heart beat and that was true about Mom.
I looked into the mirror. Rain soaked clothes clung to my skin, pruney fingers and remote eyes. I didn't feel like myself. Mom called for dinner. I changed and hastened to join her.
"Tell me about today", she suggested. I kept quiet and started encircling my fork around the plate pretending not to have heard her. "Whenever you feel like, okay?" she said, gently patting my shoulder. That was a relief. Mom didn't allow me to do the chores. "You need rest sweetheart, she said in her warm tone. I kissed her good night and went to my room.
I woke up to Mom's voice. She told me to check my phone. "Essie has been trying to reach you all morning, she told me she'll come over if you don't pick up her calls" mom giggled.
