"Well, yes mom, but not entirely true like how Cynthia is describing it" he replies.
"Then what's the truth about?. See how you're smiling and you just walked in now not smiling and I thought you didn't see any ice cream to buy."
"I did mom, not to worry about her. She's my secretary, and I saw her and asked her for directions."
"Mommy, is one dark chocolate aunt that took us there" Cynthia says.
"Cynthia.." he calls her name to hush her and she smiles dancing happily as she sips and lick on her Ice-cream cup.
"Is okay son. You can go, don't mind her, she's just happy that you took her out today" his mother says to him smiling.
"Okay mom," he stares away from Cynthia and hurriedly takes the stairs in the living room, going upstairs to his room, not expecting his cute little sis to ex
