Throughout the ride out of Kangaroo Estate and its environs, I was jumpy. Every bumpy jerk sent chills down my spine. I wanted to tell Mom to take it easy with the driving because she had kids in the back seat but it was of no use. She might even yell at me because her facial expression was not accommodating. I knew she was in a bad mood, hence the reason for doubling her intensity on the wheel. I wanted to hug her but it was going to be mad silly. So, I discarded the prospect and just ...