NovelEnglishGrace was busy doing chores, barely noticing what Theresa was up to.
When she finally took a breather, Theresa had her bag slung in the crook of her arm, sitting pretty on the sofa, her big innocent
eyes scanning the room.
Grace had been on the go for nearly an hour before she finally got the room spick and span.
Just like any other day, she took Theresa out with her.
The second they stepped outside, Theresa pointed towards the Starlight building and chirped, “Let's hit the park over there.”
There was a riverside park nearby that Grace had taken Theresa to before. She figured the kiddo just wanted splaytime, so
without overthinking it, and seeing the joy it brought the little one, she headed there.
On their way back, as they passed the Starlight building, they weren't even at the door before Theresa was pointing straight at it,
“Let's go there.”
Grace saw it was the Starlight building, smack dab in the middle of work hours, so she quickly tried to dissuade her, “We can't,
people there are busy working.”
Theresa just nodded, not quite getting it, a shadow of disappointment on her face as she pressed her face against the car window,
her eyes wide, taking in the view.
The lobby of the Starlight building was just a lounge and display area, with people vaguely visible sitting and chilling out.
The cab was at a red light, so Theresa had a clear view of the folks inside, chit-chatting and sipping coffee.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn her mind, work was like what her mom did - glued to a computer, busy as a bee.
So she tugged at Grace's hand with excitement, urging her to look and earnestly explained, “They aren't working.”
Grace couldn't help but sneak a peek, and sure enough, the place looked pretty laid-back.
“I wanna go,” Theresa insisted, clutching Grace's hand a bit anxiously.
Grace was on the fence. It wasn't that they were pressed for time; it was just that, after all, this was an office building, not a mall.
With tears welling up in her eyes, Theresa gave her the puppy eyes plea, “Can we just play for a sec, pretty please?”
Those weepy big eyes and the soft, pleading baby voice beat Grace.
She hesitated but finally nodded, making a deal, “Okay, but we can only hang out for a bit. But when | say it’s tto go, you gotta
cwith me, deal?”
Theresa nodded like her life depended on it, “Deal.”
Grace then told the driver, “Sir, could you turn at the next corner and stop by the Starlight building?”
“You got it.” The driver cheerfully obliged, weaving through the traffic and turning at the next corner. Soon, they were parked right
in front of the Starlight building.
Grace held Theresa, and got out of the cab.
Since the first floor had a display area and lounge, there were card-reader turnstiles for the elevator, which meant the security at
the door didn't stop people from entering.
As soon as Theresa stepped into the lobby, she couldn’t help but gawk in awe.
The soaring ceilings made the whole space bright and majestic.
Everything was a wonder to Theresa, who hadn't seen much of the world, but she remembered this was where HandsUnkie
worked, though she had no clue how to find him.
She stared at the turnstiles, puzzled about how to get through, and then turned to Grace, “Grace, | wanna see HandsUnkie.”
While saying this, she tiptoed, reaching for Grace's phone, wanting to make use of it. Grace quickly stopped her, “Handsome
Unkie’s got to work just like Mommy. We can’t disturb him.”
“Oh.” Theresa nodded, a hint of disappointment in her eyes, but she didn’t throw a tantrum. Instead, she looked around, spotted
the closest soft seat to the turnstiles, darted over, scrambled up onto it, and carefully placed her cherished bag beside her. She
looked up at Grace and declared, “Grace, I'll wait here for HandsUnkie to finish work.”
Coming back to her senses, Grace tried to reason with her, “Theresa, didn’t you promisewe’d only play for a bit and then head
home?”
Theresa nodded, her face a mix of confusion and sorrow, “But, | haven't even started playing.”
She then patted the seat earnestly, “Look, I'm just sitting here, not playing.”
Grace didn’t know what to say.
Theresa then gave her those big, sad eyes again, saying, “I'll just stay put, not gonna play.”
Grace was at a loss for words.
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