“Mom, I’m really sorry, something urgent happened at home, and I can’t leave to pick you up.” Her voice sounded hurried, and I could faintly hear laughter and chatting behind her.
I was just about to tell her that I had too many things and taking a taxi would be difficult.
Then Sarah said, “There are plenty of taxis at the station. Just take one yourself, I’ll send you the address on Instagram.” Before I could say anything else, the call ended.
I stared at the dark screen, then at the things I brought, and finally let out a long sigh.
What if Sarah truly had something urgent?
Thinking that, I braced myself, managed to hail a taxi, and squeezed myself and all my things inside.
After all that effort, I finally reached Sarah’s place with my bags. But the moment I arrived, I heard bursts of laughter and cheerful voices from inside.
I pushed the door open and saw Mrs. Adams on the sofa, eating sunflower seeds, David leaning against her scrolling on his phone, and Sarah playing with Henry, who was laughing so hard he was rolling on the floor. Nothing about the scene looked urgent.
When Sarah saw me come in, she quickly stood up, rubbing her hands as she explained,