“Mom, when on earth can we go out for fun?” Her elder son groused.
“Tonight or tomorrow. This is the last day of the delivery time.”
“You already said that yesterday!” The boy argued, and turned to ask his little brother, “Didn’t mom?”
“Yes, mom, you did.” The little boy confi rmed amiably.
“I mean it this time.” Mei carried on stitching.
“Promise?” The elder boy urged.
“Yes, mom, you have to promise!” The little boy pushed.
