Kendell Marano Parker.
The game has already started, and I just yell at the feints that the hot chicks are giving.
These kids play very well.
I watched my mounds from the hill throw into the mud, they got dirtier than dirt itself.
- Goal! - The little boss screams as soon as Hugo scores a goal, that Heitor passed the ball.
It must be a twin thing.
But the goal was pretty.
- It's your children. - A lady questions turning to us.
- They don't... - I'm interrupted by the boss.
- Yes, they are. - He answers and Hamn?
Well, I love them as if they were my children, but I'm not their mother.
- Congratulations. - She says smiling and I smile forcibly.
This time I face the little boss fulminating him and he just keeps acting as if nothing had happened.
Idiot.
And the game continued, He
