The woman cleared her throat. Since Maya had called her ‘pretty miss,’ she decided to buy her more food.
“Let’s go, little glutton. Once you’re done with the drumsticks, you have to tell me your parents’ phone numbers. We need to call them to pick you up soon.”
Maya blinked her large eyes, stunned momentarily. I don’t remember their phone numbers. What do I do?
Maybe I should pretend to be dumb.
Juan told me to do that whenever Ms. Patty asks me questions I can’t answer.
Seeing that Maya nodded obediently, the woman brought her into a hamburger store. She then ordered two drumsticks and a mango-flavored milk tea for the girl.
Maya dangled her legs happily as she chomped down her food.
“Why don’t you tell me what their numbers are? Then I can call your mommy. When you’re done, she will be here to pick you up.”
Maya wrapped her plump hands around the cup of warm milk tea. A string of numbers bombarded her brain, and she did not know which numbers to tell her.
“Come on.”
The woman waited for her response eagerly.
After moments of contemplation, Maya spouted out a string of random numbers.
“Is this a phone number?”
The woman creased her brows and reached out to pinch Maya’s chubby cheeks.
Maya giggled before coming up with a string of even more absurd numbers.
Noticing something amiss, she tried to persuade Maya to tell her the actual phone number. She even told the girl that she would be rewarded with a large lollipop.
Stumped, Maya was at a loss for words when she heard the woman’s phone ring. The woman glanced at it before she swiftly accepted the call.
She was silent at the beginning.
“Did you say Davin?”
“That’s right. I heard he had a compound fracture on his leg. It’s not a big problem. He injured it in a crash on the way to Rose Garden.”
“What’s he doing at Rose Garden?”
The woman then said nothing more.
After the call was ended, Maya gazed at her enthusiastically.
“I used to live in Rose Garden. I know Uncle Davin.”
Upon hearing her words, the way the woman looked at Maya changed.
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