“WHAT?” August asked-shouted and I slammed my hand on his mouth to shut him up immediately.
“Can’s you keep your tone low for a second?” I removed my hand from his face and sat back on my chair. It was already half past twelve so technically it was morning. Diana was still unconscious. I walked in the kitchen to prepare some coffee.
August followed me silently, I looked at him from the corner of my eye, he was equally restless. I put the coffee on the stove and turned to face him.
“When did you think parents will return?” I asked trying to change the topic. He didn’t look at me, his eyes fixed on the stove as if he was in the deep thoughts.
“August?” I snapped my fingers in front of him and he finally acknowledged my presence.
“Huh? I don’t know, we have a house in the city, it i
