BIANCA'S POV
"People, I have an insane thought," Fletcher set the beverage aside and applauded.
Carlos, Fletcher and I were sitting in the folks' lounge, loosening up after one more day in Belmont.
My right hand was swathed, and I had been prohibited from doing any work. I disagreed with that thought however, so I joined Viola in the kitchen.
She had needed to toss me out from the get go, however with a touch of persuading she had given me little errands I could do with one hand.
At the point when Carlos got back from a watch, he found me and accompanied me away from the kitchen. He wound up keeping me in the front room of Fletcher's and his home. My appearance hauled Fletcher out of his office, and he chose to leave off work for the day too. Presently we were all sitting
