It's as though I had sat for the exam and awaiting the long-awaited results. It reminds me of my anxiety umpteen years ago. Eagerly waiting for the bombshell.
It's already nineteen minutes past 10 am. The results should have been ready for collection at the school's office by now. I don't think H has gotten his results yet. It will take the teacher a while to get the results and distribute them to the anxious students. Whatever it is, I told H not to call me only if there's good results. I shall wait for him to come back from school to convey the good news (I'm keeping my fingers crossed real tight). But, in my heart, I wish he would call.