Too Late To Know

iblings, and her sickly grandmother. The house is always crowded, especially sinc

after the small shop while her mother worked in the kitchen. Actually, it wasn't always like that, Uti could do any job her mother

e girl first went to the kitchen, to see her mother. It was late

ss and immediately filled it with mineral water that she poured from the teap

en asked quietly, "Are y

downing the water in her glass. "What ar

m slicing carrots. I'll make some chil

help mom?"

he waved her hand at Uti. "Are

eyes. "Why not?

st be tired, so I don't think you need to help me, besides, I can do

softly. "Then Uti will go to the front first,

unger brother is l

ly wide in shock. She looked at the woman in front of her

and Leo. Leo is still young, he's not in sc

to explain it again

Why do y

you going around like this?

t Uti again. "The one who looks after the stall is, of course, Omar,

want to be told to look after the stall when someone bought, he was reluctant, mom. Once i asked him to, he flat

mar refused to obey." Susan, Uti's mother, chuckled

ething the child w

't thi

t want to do that? I do

t you bel

wly. Uti chose not to continue her sentence. The girl looked at her mother, then smiled.

m.

you don't wa

ime, I can stil

irst, Mom? I want

her voice answering softly

. Then, her footsteps slipped out. Uti could not believe that Omar was guarding the stall; to Uti, it seemed impossible.

dn't take long to get there. Uti entered through the back do

the stall, you're too busy eating snacks here." Uti crossed her chest, her

with annoyance. "I'm just waiting for the customers to

ld, obey what mom wants, don't argue with

lf what does

re sold, how come it doesn't co

en went back to stuffing his mouth with snacks. This made Uti

nd to sell o

g for customers to come? If I didn't want to, I would have run aw

tly and carefully. Trying to keep her emotions in check so she wouldn

t on

another one when you've finish

s eyes. "I'm no

e that if I wasn't

e you're jealous of me. Just take the snacks if you want

aking a profit, I'll lose money because you keep

didn't make the shop lose money, did it?" Oma

the snacks we sell would have disappeared

anything nonsense. How can y

nally asked a question. "So, how much money have

he next-door

when have you been

on't blame me because there are onl

snack, huh? Wow, that's great." Uti clapped her hands, i

ing?" Omar sulked, his lips curled, his

med in, "but it's usually crowded at this hour. It mu

ister's gaze. "If so, I'll take care of the stall!" he sa

to play soccer in the

r's next response, Omar st

oy continued to stride away, leaving Uti resigned and o

tention. The girl widened her eyes in surprise when she found