There were a group of ladies. They mostly were busy in their phones.

What if they they don't like that we buy the ice cream to the childrens. - I asked casually.

No, my mom won't know even if I go home alone. She's always busy with her phone. - a boy about his fourth year said cutely. He seemed to be sad.

Nor does my mom. She never plays with me nor cares about me. - Another one spoke.

Don't say like tha. She is your mother. Of course she loves you. - I hugged the child.

Well enough of this sad scene. I don't like kids like you...