Chapter 2

~Los Angeles International Airport~

~10:40 am~

We arrived at the airport. It was hard for me because of the luggage and everything I have to carry. We did the check-in. It took some time. I bought some snacks for Janice because I think she might starve. Whenever she is hungry, the cry she will cry here you will be even embarrassed because of her. I hate it when people will look at me as if I am the only one with a child. It makes me angry. When this girl cries, you can only beg God to tell her to stop crying. I am trying to avoid her from crying because as I am angry about what her father did; I am scared I might take my anger up on her and I am sure she won't like that.

We entered the plane; we bought a two sit where we sat down together. She is 6 years, she usually acts like a baby. When we both sat down, there was like a small television on the seats, I put her cartoon for her so she won't disturb me. I just want to rest and think about what I will tell my family. I can't possibly tell them I am divorced, my mother will just faint or even sent me back to that house. I don't want to think about what she might do if she finds out that I am divorced. My father will probably support me in my decision, but my mother, I don't think so.

It took like 7 hours before we arrived at my parent's place.

~New York, USA~

~5:45 pm~

We got down from the plane, and we took a taxi home. I am sure my family will be so surprised if they see me unexpectedly. I just want to see how my sibling's face will all lit up when I come. Just imagining it makes me want to see it more.

The taxi man drops us off at my parent's house. Janice was sleeping, I woke her up. I told her we are here, she quickly jumps off from the car, I told her to wait. She waited. I pay the taxi driver the money for the ride. The taxi driver left. It has been 6 years since I last saw this house. My mother always visits me, but I never took the time to visit her or even come here during those 6 years. The house has completely changed. I rang the doorbell. Someone opened the door.