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M I R A N D A

"Mommy you're taking so long." I hear Ben over the other line.

"I'm already riding a cab honey. I'm coming there." I tell him.

Ben whines for more.

"Could you hand uncle Hugo his phone back please sweetheart?" I ask.

I waited for Hugo to speak from the other end of the line as I feel the cab finally moving on this traffic jam. The rain is pouring hard again outside the window pane of the cab's backseat while I glare at my phone. I notice that it is already five forty-five in the afternoon and I'm already starving, a little tired too.

"Hey Miranda." Hugo finally speaks.

"Hey Hugo” I greeted trying to sound alive. “I'm on my way to fetch Ben. I'm so sorry I picked him up late. It's just because..." I trailed off.

The boss from the hardware store was a maniac and I had to be nice because it's my first day. I thought to myself.

"Because it's raining hard and there's really heavy traffic." I added, trying to find another reason.

"You could've called me. I could've picked