I am so hurt and scared something has happened to my son, I wait patiently for her to say what is wrong. My heart is already beating so fast and my head is pounding heavily. I can't stand it if anything happens to little Lyndon, he is my world and my life.
"Please tell me what happened!" I shrieked worriedly, I was running out of patience.
"He refused to go home with me, he said he wants his mother."
I held my chest, breathed out in relief and wiped off the tears that clouded in my eyes, and tried to balance my racing heart.
"You scared me, I thought something happened to him, I almost had a heart attack just now because I thought something terrible has happened to my little Lyndon." I rolled my eyes and sighed.
"Sorry about that, I didn't mean to make you scared, so what are we going to do now?" She asked worriedly.
"Please don't give me that kind of emotional torment again, I just might not recover from it," I mumbled still trying to balance my almost shattered heart.