THE PROMISE

IT WAS A WARM SUNDAY MORNING. VENICA AND ME, BOTH WERE HOME. SO, WE DECIDED TO ENJOY OUR SUNDAY BY OURSELVES. AFTER GETTING JOB, I’M GIVING VERY LESS TIME TO VENICA.

DING DONG

“MOMMY…? ARE WE EXPECTING SOMEONE?”

“NO!”

“I WILL SEE.”, VENICA OPENED THE DOOR. IT WAS NANCY.

“HI PRETTY GIRL.” NANCY SAID SMILING EYE TO EYE AT VENICA.

“HELLO MISS!” VENICA SAID SMILING BACK AT HER.

SHE HELPED HER GETTING IN AND CLOSED THE DOOR.

“WHERE IS MOM?” NANCY ASKED VENICA.

“AH...! SHE IS IN KITCHEN.” VENICA SAID LEADING THE WAY.

WHILE ENTERING THE DRAWING ROOM, BOTH NANCY AND VENICA WERE GIGGLING OVER SOMETHING. I MOVED TO HALLWAY AND FOUND BOTH OF THEM SITTING ON THE COUCH, LAUGHING DAMN HARD.

“WHAT IS THIS INSIDE JOKE?” I INTERRUPTED THEM. THEY BOTH LOOKED AT ME, WHILE I WAS STANDING IN FRONT OF THEM. “TELL ME....?” I SAID.