Chapter 8 MY BABY IS GONE"How's your day?" Her grandmother asked.
She smiled," It's okay. I got a lot of tasks to do for my boss."
She is peeling an orange for her grandmother.
"Have you talked to your mother?" Her grandmother asked again.
She shook her head and said, "No." She didn't look at her grandmother. She doesn't want to say her face hurt.
When it comes to her mom, she cannot deny that she isn't ready to talk to her yet. She isn't even ready to talk about her.
She doesn't know when but that's all she can feel not now.
"You look tired Ann. Would you like to go home and then you can send Carla to be with me here tonight?" Her grandmother said with concern to her. She is supposed to be the one worrying and not her but ever since her grandmother has been loving and caring.
"Aft
