The same day, in the evening, Karol, Aunt, and I returned home, that is to my home.

She ( Karol) looks around donning a confused glare on her countenance, to she thought, who's house is this?, So aunt veers her eyes back to us and said, "Dear, I know you might not what your home looks like, but welcome home".

"Who's house is this?" She sassed retorting back.

Aunt and I shared a look when my parents walks out of the house and met us outside.

"What's y'all doing here?". Dad asked taking notice of her presence behind, mom strolls behind and draws me in for a quick hug.

"What...