TRISTAN’S POINT OF VIEW
“Hy.” She greets me, and I open my mouth, but nothing comes out. I’m too mesmerized by her Bambi eyes.
“He wants to say ‘hy’ also, he just... he’s in a break.” Sean opens his smart mouth and... oh, God, I’ll end up in jail for killing my own kids.
“Don’t you have somewhere else to be?” I look at him threateningly, and he shrugs his shoulders, smirking at me.
“Not really. And you need a translator for when--”
“You’ll sleep in separate rooms from now o--”
“We’re going. I actually remembered that we have homework that we need to finish before the Christmas break.” The little s**t says with a fake innocent smile, and the most beautiful sound I ever heard filled my ears. My sweet Bambi giggled.
“Don’t mind him, dad. You know he’s slower sometimes.” David says whil
