"BE GOOD TO Grandma, alright?" I said to Jake as I bent down to place a kiss on his cheek.

"He is always good, aren't you?" Mother came out to let Jake in, she hugged him close. I have always believed that she spoilt him. Then she looked at me with concerned eyes and said, "You look troubled…"

"I'm worried about how much inconvenience I am to you," I said.

"Nonsense," She snapped. "And that is not what I am talking about. You have eye bags underneath your eyes. Is everything alright?"

I nodded and pecked my mother's cheeks before hurrying away. "Bye, mum. I'll be here at 5." Then...