Kendell Marano Parker.
The lights in the room went out, the stage lit up, and the curtinas opened.
The boss ended the call at the same time.
A song I've heard, Hugo playing on the piano, at the boss's monstros, starts playing.
And I observe everything dazzled, all the little girls were so beautiful, so was the scenery.
The choreography was so beautiful.
Too bad I'm not from the arts and I didn't understand what they were staging with that dance.
For some reason I turn to look at the little boss, and the smile and lustre in his eyes fixed on stage fills anyone with emotion as well.
I turn my attention to my rich offspring.
I thought it would just be a song, a dance, but they danced longer than I expected. I feel sorry for these children's fingers.
And it's finally over. The girls
