“Pfft. ..Why are you wearing such an outfit, Prim? It doesn’t suit you” He said so I shot him.
“Shut up your mouth, it’s not coming out well” I said angrily to him and then stared at it. It just makes me regret it.
“Son, where are you going?” Dad asked me so I smiled.
“Just there in the back of the house” I answered and walked towards the door towards our back yard
“Baby, what are you going to do don? Are you going to plant vegetables? We can afford to buy it too. Don’t bother yourself, Baby. It’s still so hot outside” Mama said so I frowned.
“Mom, I’m not going to garden don. I’m going to pick up worms and caterpillars” I said as a reason for Aziz to spit out what he was eating. Dad was depressed because he seemed to be choking on the coffee he was drinking.
“P-Prim, what went into
