Ray's POV
"it can't be, Raymond Jordan Fisher your completely out of your mind. how can that cheap girl brain wash you like that. That child is definitely not yours" That's my mum screaming at me all the way from Paris. As soon as she saw the pictures of Christa, she immediately called me and started quarreling over things she has no idea about. She's my mom but that gives her no right to tell me what I can and not do with my life.
My morale for the app I was designing automatically dies off. I shut my laptop in anger and go pour myself a drink. Good thing Ra is not home.
Before my mum interrupted I was trying to create an application that manipulates an organic shredder that reduces all decomposing waste into a semi liquid waste that can be flushed out of the house with it having to
