“Kelvin, can I know why all my clothes are on the floor?” Anna asked, giving a glance to the shattered clothes on floor and on bed. “I just arranged the closet yesterday.” She sat on the bed, looking at her busy son, taking all her clothes off the hanger. He was so engross in his action that he didn’t even realized that his mother was in the room. “Kelvin???” she said again.
“Hey mother!” He just replied. He stood on the chair, his little hand trying hard to reach out the hangers. “I am looking for a dress for you.”
“Why?”
“For your dinner tonight.” He simply said. “Uncle Alex said that he wants you to be very beautiful.”