I put the cup of tea in front of her. I made the moves very carefully. She's sitting in the most modest position.
She was on the couch while I was sitting on the single seat couch in front of him. The only thing that separates us is the center table. I looked at her cold eyes. They are exactly the same as her son.
They have this cold mesmerizing eyes. I wonder how good looking hid husband is to have Hugh as their son. Their son is breath taking that I could compare him into a goddess.
"How are you?" she asks me with a monotone voice.
She picked up that cup of tea while asking me tat question. I looked up for a moment and nodded softly.
"I'm fine ma'am."
I said while still not looking into her eyes. A long silence passed before she broke it again.
"You've been here fo
