I am having hot coffee.
I'm seething in anger, the mug clutched tightly in my hand.
How could aunt give Garry my address without asking me? Isn't it my house? I should approve of who comes to my house and who doesn't. Garry is definitely on the 'doesn't' list. And will forever be.
"It's a nice little house for us," he says looking around the house with a smug grin on his face.
Everyone is shocked as they look up at him.
Us?
Garry chuckles. "I mean, it's a nice little house for us to gather as one happy family." he throws his hand around my aunt's shoulders. Aunt smiles as she pecks him on the cheek. Eew!
Bruna is glaring at him and I can see she can't stand his guts. "I heard you two are getting married."
Garry grins. "Yes, we are, any problem with that?"
I don't u
