“Didi!” Mark's voice came into my ears while I am so busy talking with some people who wanted to be an acquaintance of mine so they could benefit of something in business.
“Hey young man!” I said as I found him and kneel down.
“Michael said he wants a cake.” He said that made me wonder.
“Why me? Where is mimi?” I said.
“There with aunt Jill and some random people.” He said as he points towards his mom who escaped my field of vision when someone walk up to me to talk.
She looks so busy talking with Jill and her husband. She is having fun that I feel bad to interfere just because our son wants a piece of cake, and so that is why I decided not to ask her and just do it on my own.
We three men walk towards the table where all kinds of desserts are resting on and ask Michael who is in m
