(Author's POV)
"Mrs. Garcia? Mrs. Garcia?" Myra called out when Amy didn't respond.
Amy came back to her senses, her usual smile back on her lips as she remarked, "Why will I get offended by something like that? It's totally alright."
"Are you sure?" Myra confirmed.
"Ummhmm~ absolutely …... after all~ ... You are like my own daughter," Amy said, her voice sounded genuine. But then the worried look was back on her face as she questioned, "By the way, what happened to you? Why were you lying like that and~ ..." then she scanned the room and added, "Where is your sister? Where is Wendy? Why isn't she with you?"
Myra also realized Wendy hadn't returned, so she told her, "Wendy~ ... she went to the washroom. As for the other thing, I just wanted to rest for a little bit but didn't realize I would end up falling asleep, haha." She laughed awkwardly at the end.
