After what seems to be an eternity, I glanced at the wall clock hanging on our wall. Jeez! It was already 6:30 pm. There was a total darkness outside already, I should better send Charlcy on her way or else we’ll have a hard time catching a passing cab to ride on.
Not that I want her out of the house already, but I am concern about her well-being as well. It was a basic knowledge that traveling at night was more likely dangerous than traveling at night. It made sense as crimes usually occur at night. So, this concern wasn’t baseless at all.
I am still stuck at the idea of finding out how to nicely tell her about her departure, as to not sound offensive, when she spoke out about it.
“Oh! I stayed way too long, my mom would have worried about me if I won’t make it home. I sho
