Chapter One Hundred Seventy Seven

Macy looked at the watch on her wrist for the umpteenth time. It was almost six o'clock and the flight from New York had landed forty minutes ago.

There may be a queue at immigration. She took a deep breath and turned to Marcus who was busy playing alone. She smiled faintly at her son.

Marcus and Ken returned from Boracay Island two days after Andrew left for Chicago. And his return, it made her less lonely. Although the boy occasionally asks when his uncle will return. They did FaceTime several times, even though they had to sacrifice Andrew's sleeping time.

"Mommy..." Marcus was running towards her then he handed her some chocolate candy.

She crouched slightly and took the candy. “You got a bag of candies from who?”

"From the grandma sitting there," the boy said, pointing to a middle-aged woman who was sitting in one of the waiting chairs. The middle-aged woman smiled at them. She smiled back.

"Did you say thank you?"