[Wendy's Side]

Looking across the street I felt so stiff, there's something which made me couldn't do anything but to stare. There she was, she looked so real. Is she real? I thought she was dead to me.

Eight months ago,

"Hello?"

"Hey, honey. Why did you call me? Did something happen?"

"Umm... I was wondering if you could—"

"I got to go, I'll call you later. Sorry!"

"Wait, I—"

It was just a day before mother's day. The next day, everyone at school brought their mothers. They made fun of me of not having a mother. Do I have a mother?

Six months ago,

It had been a while since I last time saw my mother. Did seeing her back slowly disappear by the front door count?

She hasn't called me for nearly two months, I'm worried.

"Why hadn't you call me?"

"Good afternoon, this is Jim, it seems that your mother is busy right now."

"I know! Jim could you just—"

Damn it. National exam took place that day. Once again, most people had their mother waiting by the school gate as an act to support their children. I had no one waiting for me, just to give a supportive hug or a smile would be meaningful.

Four months ago,

I didn't know for how long I had been biting my perfectly manicured nails, just for someone to answer my call.

"Beep... please leave a message after the following note...beep..."

I sighed,

"I graduated, thank you for keeping and caring for me for the past nineteen years. Even though you weren't always there for me, thank you for making me who I am. Don't worry, I would no longer bother you. Goodbye!"

I graduated, I was beyond happy but I was sad that I had to leave what should be left.

Four months later, present time.

Surely but sure, I walk forward with both of my eyes looking straight at the road, not wanting to keep eye contact with someone whom I believed to be dead. I stopped just because she grabbed my arm with a firm grip.

[Victoria's Side]

She stood there proudly, as if she won a million dollars lottery. I may not understand her so well, but I know her quite well, there is sorrow she's trying to hide upon her smile.

Eight months ago,

I was rewriting some paperwork when my cellphone rang, a familiar name appeared. It was my daughter, Wendy.

"Hello?"

"Hey, honey. Why did you call me? Did something happen?"

"Umm... I was wondering if you could—"

"Victoria! Mr. Kim called you," a staff interrupted.

"I got to go, I'll call you later. Sorry!"

"Wait, I—"

I need to finish this fast so I could come with her, I knew there will be a mother's day event, unfortunately those paperwork are way more important than to attend a school event.

I am selfish, I know.

Six months ago,

I was busy trying to help everyone with their job desks, I was in charge to keep this showcase event running well. I heard a familiar ring though I couldn't answer the call so I asked one of my team member to answer it.

"Why hadn't you call me?"

Did he turn on the speaker?

"Good afternoon, this is Jim, it seems that your mother is busy right now."

"I know! Jim could you just—"

I quickly grabbed my phone, realizing that it was from my daughter, Wendy. The call has ended. Damn it, she had national exam today. I completely forgot.

Cursed you Mr. Park!

Four months ago,

My phone kept buzzing for unknown reason since I had been focusing on my laptop. A few moments later, a voicemail popped. I soon realize it was Wendy,

"I graduated, thank you for keeping and caring for me for the past nineteen years. Even though you weren't always there for me, thank you for making me who I am. Don't worry, I would no longer bother you. Goodbye!"

I was completely down, for I didn't realize that it was the last time I ever heard my daughter's voice before she left our house completely unoccupied.

I failed her.

Four months later, present time

She nearly walked pass me if only I didn't grab her arm.

[Third Person Point Of View]

Nothing but the sound of rain that kept them company,

And a low yet croaked voice which came out of Wendy's lips.

"If I called, would you answer?"