"Yeah, Mom... It's your favorite son!! I'm safe."
"Thank God!! Where are you? Tell me! I'll be right there! Come on, Son! Tell me! Where are you?!"
Christopher smiled, hearing the care and worry in her tone. Before he could say anything, Amara continued:
"Why are you silent, Son?! Come on. Tell me, I heard you entered the taxi with two girls?! Are you all okay?! Leyla and your siblings are searching everywhere for you! Tell me where you are?!"
"Slow down, Mom. I'm fine and will be back before dinner. Prepare my favorite foods!" Christopher said with a smile, still puzzled why the owner of the body's favorite foods were also his.
"You don't have to worry; I'll prepare everything! But shouldn't you tell me where you are?"
"Don't worry, Mom... All you need to know is, I'm safe and will be back before dinner."
He waited a few seconds before he heard Amara's voice again.
"Okay, Son... I'll be expecting you... Be safe."
Christopher nodded and added:
