Thursday comes faster than expected. Another bright day of waiting for David. Yesterday went pretty well. I was with Anny up till evening, when Drey came to pick me up. Pick me up as in, I promised to do half his chores for the whole month.
"Be back home early." I tell my father as he zips his briefcase shut, ready to leave for work. He nods and struggles to tuck his shirt into his pants. It is all thanks to his protruding belly. My father is one of those men you'll describe as pregnant.
"Just make sure to take care of yourself." He says, finally making success with his clothes.
"Buy ice-cream on your way back?" I say in a tiny voice, giving him one of my irresistible puppy eyes earning an affirmative chuckle from him.
"Sure sweetie." He answers and heads out the door. I watch him le
