— Giving you a hard time, little penguin. — I whispered to my son, and brought the soap in my hands, as well as picking up my cell phone from the sofa.
— There's still a lot here. — Ian said, which surprised me. — Why don't you make the whole change once and for all?
— Because it distracts me to come here and talk to myself. Why stay in a huge house that isn't even mine, talking to dust or farm animals? — I asked, and he didn't even look at me, making me angry. — A great day for the couple, old man. — I mocked, because that was all I had left.
— I think the kid would agree. — he said rudely, and I stopped the moment I finished locking the door. — I saw him leaving here all red and messy, Maria Beatriz.
—What are you insinuating? — my question came out in a whisper and he just shook his
