"Yes! My daughter is waiting for me!" Harley retorted, buttoning up his shirt and throwing on his slouchy jacket. Ignoring his mother’s presence, he changed his clothes and took the key before going out. He asked Carlee to go out and then he locked his apartment.
"Stop right there and listen to me!" Carlee growled.
But Harley was out the door, and Carlee angrily ran after him to stop him. The two walked in a hurry; one in a hurry to catch up to her son, the other picking up the pace to avoid her and get to the elevator. When Harley stopped, Carlee wasted no time in unleashing her tongue.
"Do you know that bone marrow can’t be donated indiscriminately because it has a great impact on the body? So you are not afraid of falling ill and causing trouble to your health in the future?"
Carlee counted on Harley to live up to old age and to attain that, it was very important to have sound health from a young age.