Prislla responded almost immediately but got excitement flooding in, "I think you bet right, the pot is loaded with chicken soup, and I am sure you going to love it."
"That's my Mum," Paul screamed in joy.
The moment Dralex started for the pot, Prislla stopped her, "First thing first, how did it go in Paul's school? I want to hear all of it first before you touch that pot."
Dralex withdrew lifting her hands, "Alright Mum, about Paul should be first, I agree." She sat down at the table with Prislla.
Prislla smiled at Dralex, she is happy Dralex is gradually getting over her burdens, which had almost made her a scarecrow in the house for weeks.
