Writer’s pov
“We’re here!” Aunt May said.
Xander nod and steps into the incomplete building… He walk from room to room, checking the dining area, kitchen, matron’s office toilets and bathrooms.
There are three toilets and bathrooms in the building, the dining area is almost twice the size of the previous one… and the living room is wider than the previous one.
Xander nods in satisfaction…indeed this is a good job but what’s more important is the amount spent here.
“Aunt, you’ve really done a good job here… but don’t you get tired of staying at the orphanage all these years?”
Aunt May smiles and shakes her head.
“Not at all…”
She trails off as her bright smile turns into a sad smile.
“You know, after losing my mate I had no one to keep me company, had I not be in the midst of all t
