Once we reached the vicinity of our neighbourhood, I directed Joshua to park somewhere nearby so that I could calm myself and explain to him about the current situation that was at home with my mom asking Roy to come over and the whole situation about the kids.
But before I could utter a word , he had opened the door and had swooped Anna into his arms and was telling me , "Which one is your place?"
Alan, who was always the quiet one, seemed unusually cheerful today as he replied, "Daddy, let me show the way to our home. Granny must be at home worried sick as we did not reach home on time, but I think she will end up feeling happy when she sees you."
They were ways ahead of me now, as I carried their belongings and followed slowly behind them. Let alone appraise him of the situation at home, I couldn't even seem to keep up with them.
