231 Slice of life

"Oh, right!" Dora exclaimed upon my reminder, grabbed Jennifer with her remaining hand and dragged both of us inside.

"Alright, alright, calm down," Jennifer warmly chuckled while closing the door behind her.

Dora, the girl who was small even for her age (sounds rich coming from me but you know), pulled us all the way to the living room.

"Why were you so late? I have been waiting for you all day!" She turned around and exclaimed after finally letting us go.

"Haha, she couldn't sit still the entire day," a woman standing in the kitchen connected to the living room chuckled warmly.

Hmm, was it just me or did I sense some displeasure behind her tone? It was really subtle, so I'm not really sure.

"Good evening, Mrs. Miller," Jennifer respectfully nodded towards her.

Yikes. Respect and Jennifer don't mix so well together.