บท 5: WHEN WILL IT BE PERFECT?
"Hello, Kaylee---"
"Mom," Kaylee replied, gripping in anger and trying not to raise her voice.
"You got me worried. Why did you switch off your cell phone? The neighbors called me and told me they heard you scream last night, and someone jumped out the window. Are you alright? Was it our window? Did anything happen?"
"How do you expect me to answer all of your questions? Why I switched off my phone? If someone jumped through the window, if I am alright, if anything ha--- Jeez, Mom! You act like you care! I advise you to stop because it doesn't suit you."
"Kaylee, how could you say that to your mother?"
"Do you have anything important to say to me? If you don't, hang up."
"Jesus! KAYLEE!"
Kaylee hung up immediately and sat on her bed. The day was bright and shining—a beautiful Sunday morning. She needed to go to church, but her face was extremely swollen. She had been awake all through the night and had dark circles around her eyes.
"I should go, I must go to church," she muttered to herself and hurried to the bathroom.
"The Lord be with you!" the priest proclaimed.
"And with your spirit!" the congregation responded.
"Gosh, I am so late!" Kaylee complained and hurried into the church after genuflecting. Then she mistakenly bumped into someone.
"Oh, sorry," she said, picking up her bulletin that had fallen. She looked up at him. Oh, what a handsome bloke!
"Watch where you're going; it could protect you better," he said rudely and walked away.
That voice reminded her of last night, and she ignored it. She was interested in insulting him.
"I shouldn't have said sorry," she thought.
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