“You remember you can link me at anytime and Oma will go straight and lift you?”
He rolls his eyes at me, I gasp at the little s**t as dad and Gerald snort and turn away so he can’t see them smiling.
“Excuse me you can’t roll your eyes at me”
“I cawn Becuz Yow bein impossbil mumma”
“I am not I’m just nervous”
I snap back
“Me nervuz toob but ya needz ta chill or Yow will get more winkles”
He says pointing to his forehead, My gob drops in shock as Lou starts to laugh.
I grab my head and I turn to look at the mirror as Gerald and dad laugh at me.
“I do not have wrinkles you little turd”
I double check my face to make sure I had none
“It ohtay mumma Yow an owd wady, owd wadys av winkles”
Gerald spits juice across the floor as I look at my offensive little fart of a son
“Excuse
