"GOOD day Mr. and Mrs. Bangelio, how was a week of taking care of Isay?"
If only we could talk, my wife and I might have a lot to tell in a week. That's all Isay and the sisters will decide for that.
"Isay has improved a lot but we still don't have the decision if not from her." I look happily at Isay who is now sitting next to the sister.
"Isay, do you want to go with them?" it was obvious to the sister that they would fail again, maybe she thought that Isay had no choice as to which parent.
"Their family is happy." That's all it said.
"Do you want to come along?"
We caught a glimpse of her avoiding and then bowing Roselle would have spoken but I stopped her.
"Looks like Isay has a decision. I'm sorry Bangelio Family." sadly said the sister.
My wife and I gasped. Sad and ful
