In all his years, William had never encountered a little kid quite like Amy, who was downright annoying, much like himself.
"Mr. Johnson, do you have a mother? How come I've never seen your mother?"
"…" William swore, Amy was truly an annoying child.
"My grandpa said my mom is coming back today," Amy, holding the dishes, finally shared what she wanted to with William.
Coming over was mainly to share this news with William, it seemed.
"I know your mother," said William leisurely.
"You're lying; you've never seen my mother." Amy, with wide eyes, totally dismissed William's claim.
William chose not to continue discussing this topic with Amy, instead, he got up and walked towards the kitchen.
Amy trailed behind William curiously asking, "Mr. Johnson, where are you going?"
"To make noodles." There were no ready-made noodles at William's place, so if he wanted to eat some, he had to make them himself.
