As I got ready to go downstairs, my mom asked me, “Suriya we're going to sundown cafe for breakfast are you coming?”
“Mom, did you say sundown cafe,” I asked her back in somewhat a loud voice. She didn’t answer me but I guessed it was going to be a yes. I rushed downstairs. I was dying to go there, because I heard my friend Nisha say that sundown cafe has wifi.
“Hurry up, everyone is in the car already,” Nisha said.
I said, “ What is the rush, Nisha?”
“Do you want to have a race to car,” Nisha asked me. “We haven’t had a single race in days, so why not,” I replied. We had a race to the car in which she won obviously because she was fastest girl in my old school.
It wasn’t I really long drive but after five minutes my sister started asking my mom are we there yet. I can see she was driving my mom crazy by the look on her face.
If felt like hours when we finally got there, but it was no more than 15 mins. I rushed inside the cafe. It was bigger that what I imagined it would be. My mom asked me what I wanted to eat.
“You choose,” I replied. She gave me a surprised look. I never let her choose my food, because we’re exactly opposites when it comes to choosing, especially