I want to know about your trip
"Mrs. Müller, don't pay attention to your son, you know how he is," I feel Alfonso's hand on my arm, gripping me tightly and forcing me to move away from my mother. "Shut up, i***t, you shouldn't say no, there's no problem with the girl taking care of the dog," he hisses through his teeth near my ear.
"That's what I'm saying, I don't see any problem with Gisela taking care of my little fifi," she shrugs and her tone is that of a whiny and offended woman, "no one can take care of my little fifi, I'm not asking you because you work and Gisela is family, she has time to take care of my baby."
Dog! It's not a human being, it's an animal, a dog that I'll have to take care of and make sure it doesn't die in the process. Aaaahhh... I feel like pulling my hai
