"Why are you seeming pessimistic, Karen?; Mom grilled (crestfallenly)
"Because I'm..... I mean, maybe, i am not..."; Karen told
"Dear, He will get better as the doctor are running with best treatment in the fever of him"; Mom alleviated Karen
"I'm hoping, he'll be recovering but sich time, I've never seen agains Dad. He never suffered from such pains. I am just waiting to get him out of pains"; Karen replied
"Trust me.... Goodnight"; Mom left
"Goodnight Mom"; Karen grinned with some obsession.
Mom left the room which a little tenseness but she didn't expose it.
Often in a tensed mind, we make sound sleep. So, Karen too made. She woke up at sharp 7'o clock and took bath at once. She was feeling a bit fresh than ever before, she ever felt.
Wearing Black jean pent with a flannel Red top with black leather jacket as a upper. She had a breakfast which she often had little. She put her bag on and she left for her university.
Just before she left, her mom clasped her and kissed her forehead as she had been feeling the sensation of Karen's heart which was broken due to sickness of her dad.