Chapter 11 The Stranger Who Settled in Middletown

Carolyn "I can handle it." Natasha protested. I snorted, picking her travel bag. "I never said you couldn't. I'm going to walk you to the car park anyways so I might as well help you with something." "The bag is heavy. Mum packed all the side dishes she could think of into it." She argued. I snorted. "I'm stronger than you give me credit for." "I never said you were weak. I only wanted you to not stress yourself. That is what elder sisters are meant to do." She replied. "Are the two of you going to leave or stay here and keep on arguing?" Mrs. Barlow said as she walked into Natasha's room where we were. "We will leave." I said and ran out of the room with Natasha's bag in my hand, grinning as I saw the expression on her face. "You should go now, Tasha, or else you will miss your flight." Mrs. Barlow said. Natasha nodded. "I will be off now, mum." She said and embraced her. "Call me when you get back to your house." Mrs. Barlow said, patting her on the back. "I will call you