P.O.V Caitlin
"Leo, we didn't ask dad about his new business," Darren spoke.
Only ten minutes were left till 10 o'clock, and the curiosity inside me had already reached its maximum extent. It was raining outside, or I would have been sitting beside the door like a grandma.
"Yes, I was also thinking, what could be so special in his business that he is having a meeting with the prime minister," Leo replied, chewing his bubble gum. He was looking like a goat. And that thought, in which I painted goat's face at Leo's, made me burst into laughter, but I stopped when I got a hard glare from him.
"Why are you staring at me?" He finally asked. 'Thank, God!'
"You are looking like a goat." And I again burst out laughing.
"And you're looking like a peacock." I sometimes wanted to kill him, but
