Mrs. Elure looked at her wrist watch when the hour pointer moved towards seven and seconds occupied the middle line.
" Uff, its seven!", the woman squealed looking at the time.
Its almost more than two hours since, Jason and Denise left school. The worrying parents of Jason and groaning mother of Densie reminded them of the ruckus and earfulls they had to go through.
" Its of no use still standing here. Lets go and plan something. The fleeting time is making me anxious", Denise whispered to Jason.
Mrs. Elure had to look of her sick mother, who lived with her. Everyday at seven in the evening she used to medicate and feed her sharp on time, so that she could fight back her illness.
Mrs. Elure waited for the boys to leave, who had pretend taking a tour around her store, after a serious conversation with her.
