The floor was wet and muddy. I was walking home and talking the short cut, the back alley of Giant.
I crossed path with an elderly lady. Her back was really hunched and her footsteps were slow and tiny. Directly opposite from mine because I was chionging to avoid the mud...
I backtracked and brought her to the bus stop. It's been such a long while since I spoke Hokkien conversations and I got slightly rusty. Grandma held my hand as we walked, very, very slowly. She asked me about my occupation, my pang gang timing and even my salary lol. She says it's good.
How I wished my own grandma could see me adulting. I could buy her favourite KFC for her with my first paycheck. We could do such slow walks too.
Miss you.
