f*****g Things Up
Silver froze at the anger that was directed at her from the other woman whom she had come to associate with the name Stella. She knew that the woman was nothing but bad news, she had watched most of her exchanges and heard a couple conversations and she could just paint a picture of the red head in her mind.
After Rodriguez had excused himself to go attend to her, she had finished with her breakfast and had cleared out the dishes. Joining Maria in the kitchen and helping her clean up.
“You look so much happier.” The older woman had said, a nice smile stuck on her face. Silver had blushed at the attention.
“You’ve been getting it good ehhh.” Ope had added from her corner in the kitchen, where she was stood kneading the dough that would produce the bread for dinner.
