“Mom! You’re here! Henry kept begging me to play with him all day, and I really couldn’t pull away, so I wasn’t able to pick you up.”
I looked at her, then at Mrs. Adams and David lounging comfortably in the room, and I couldn’t help feeling disappointed.
There were so many people in the house; even if Henry was clingy, couldn’t they have asked Mrs. Adams or David to pick me up?
The words reached my lips, but I held them back.
Just then, the goose I brought suddenly flapped its wings, tipping the bamboo basket over, sending vegetables rolling everywhere and feathers drifting all over the floor.
The laughter stopped instantly.
David shot to his feet. He glanced at the mess near my feet, and his expression darkened at once.
“Mom, what exactly are you doing?”
“We just had this floor waxed, it cost thousands! Look at this stuff you dragged in, making such a mess. Can you even cover the cleaning and maintenance costs?”
He bent down and nudged the vegetables on the floor, his brows knitted, stepping back in disgust.