"Kalea?"
"Mrs. Linda, long time no see," Kalea said politely with a faint smile.
"My goodness, it's been a long time since I've seen you. How are you, Lea?" Linda asked so kindly. The woman with short hair in her forties was Kalea's neighbor.
"Pretty good, how are you, Mrs. Linda?"
Linda laughed softly as she patted Kalea's shoulder lightly. "I'm good too. It seems you don't live with your mother? Your house is always dark from the outside," Linda said curiously. Whenever she passed Lovaata's residence, it was always quiet and it seemed as if there was no life in it.
"Ah ... I got a place to live closer to where I work. So sometimes I'll go home to see mom," Kalea replied, with a logical reason. Linda nodded her head in understanding, she finally understood the reason why it was rare to see a girl with brunette hair who often quarreled with her mother.
