Chapter 29
“Where Is he?” She asked the room at large, where once again Despina Kozakis was sitting on her usual throne, at the centre of the dinning table, sipping her dark coffee. While her evil side kick, the grumpy Rosa Maria was busy heaping a wide variety of bread, pastry, fruits and yogurt laden plates upon it.
At her loud exclamation though, both of them looked up.
“And good morning to you too Anna dear!” Despina’s voice was filled with derisive sarcasm. “Did you sleep well last night, after getting home so drunk that you weren’t even able to stand on your two feet ?”
“I ASKED WHERE IS HE?” Anna was in no mood for this woman’s frolic schemes and nasty games. “Where the HELL is your son?” She was breathing hard, almost as if she had run a marathon. And in a way she had – she had
