"Ruby" his voice came as a whisper instead. He was waddling on the floor in a bid to reach her ankles as a support or as a gesture of apology. Whichever it was, I could see it annoyed her.

Unapologetically and without casting him any glance, mom walked out of the room before he could get to her.

I was standing in the corridor to my room, my school bag packed together before me. My room was almost empty, because everything I wasn't going to use was already rolled up into a corner ...