"I was going to tell him but there were snakes!" I exclaimed.
Rominic stared at me seriously. "What happened to my children?"
"Some b***h teacher—"
"Manners, young lady," I scolded, glaring at Savia.
She huffed. "Can't I just swear out loud this once?"
"No,"
"Permitted,"
"Rominic! You can't go encouraging your kids to swear! She's just eight!"
"I'm like a few months away from my ninth birthday,"
My lips twitched into a sneer. "That doesn't warrant it, sweetheart. You're not allowed to swear even in your head,"
"That's taking away their freedom of speech," Rominic said in a somewhat complaining manner.
I glared at him. "They are kids, Nic,"
He rolled his eyes with a scornful glare. "You cursed at me the whole day,"
"I'm an adult in my early thirties,"
"Then you should show a g
