The Creaking Sound
At Luna's scream for help, the maids stormed into the kitchen to extinguish the fire that burned grandma Li's sleeve hem; she was fortunate that the flame didn't lick her skin. Safe from the jeopardy, with her body leaning against Luna's shoulder, grandma Li staggered to the living room and then, inhaled and exhaled out of relief after plopping on the sofa. Her pale face could not deny that her dread almost killed her.
Luna, with sadness marking her face, took a seat beside grandma Li. "It's my fault grandma. If only l have been more careful, you will have not gotten your sleeve burned."
"No, dear. It's an accident. Don't blame yourself."
With her face down in dismay, Luna expressed her regret. "Still, I was too careless."
"Mom….the maid informed me that your got burned." Sandra, running down from the stairs, checked on her mother whose face was still in shock.