Worrying Child

I was heading back from my aerobics class at the gym one in Bugis. I took the train that travels towards Jurong East after the South East line. I sent a text message to my mom but she did not reply. So I figured that she must be still in her religious class. I waited but I have already reached Dhoby Ghaut. If she could fetch me, I would end my journey at Yio Chu Kang and if not, I would have to take the bus at Sengkang Interchange back home. Then again, she did not reply after sending yet another text. That got me a little worried. The time was 10.50am and she should have finished class already. Sending another 2 messages, yes you guessed it, still no sign of an active respondent.

That was when thoughts kept on running through my mind. Thoughts that went devilishly untrue.

I was already in the bus, halfway through the journey and still there wasn't any vibration of the cell. It got to me. Could she have had an accident while sending over a reply text back at me? Because se does that while driving. Could she be missing in action like those movies where women are kidnapped by criminals who wants ransom from their husbands? Could she be in shock about something I don't really know about? But if she is in an accident, I would have been phoned by the police or authorities. So I eased my thoughts...

Could it be that she forgot her phone and placed it upstairs in the house and she, in the kitchen, cooking now? Could it be that she left her phone at home and left for the market?

All the suspense just disappeared within a blink of an eye when I reached the back of the gate. I walked down the garden steps and saw a silhouette of someone I knew for 16 years and 9 months. Those devilish thoughts turned me into the devil himself. I refused to look at her or answer any of her questions. Does that not make anyone fume? Don't tell me until now, 5 hours later, she have not read her messages and come to me and say sorry. Then I should ask myself...

Did she receive those messages I sent??