Another day at the McNight mansion. I was standing in front of the mirror wearing a long pink knit skirt and a white crop top. Fortunately, Sandra had good taste.
"Hey, Martin!" I called out to him.
"What?" He shouted from the bathroom.
"Come on, I want to go back to the hotel."
"Just a moment."
He had been in the bathroom for a while.
I decided to go downstairs for a glass of milk. I was hungry and didn't have time to wait for Martin.
"Good morning, dear," Mr. Rodolfo said as soon as I entered the kitchen. He was having coffee.
"Good morning!" I said and approached him to hug him. He was sitting at the table.
"How beautiful you both are," he said and smiled.
"Thank you."
"Are you going to have breakfast?"
"Yes, I'll eat on the way," I told him.
"And how is my granddaughter?"
