Meanwhile, Clifford becomes impatient as time ticks, and he keeps fidgeting. He has been waiting for someone, and it seems that person is arriving late or somewhere talking to some of the guests.
"What's wrong, son?" his mother asked when she observed his son's uneasy demeanor.
"Ahh, nothing." so he tried to compose himself.
"Are you waiting for someone?" her mother grinned. She knew her son so well that it made her happy to see him beginning to have a foreign feeling.
"Why, no, of course not. Why'd you ask?" Clifford's mother let out a soft chuckle.
"You're my son. Of course, I know you." He just snorted. But his eyes still roaming around the halls.
Then all of a sudden, his eyes landed on a woman talking and shaking hands with a man. The scene caused his eyes to narrow out of annoyance.
