Aunt Julia and I are now on our way to the residence of the woman in the photo she showed me. I already pick a gown the day she phoned me. I preferred Mommy Helena’s choice since it’s lovely, and I don’t have a huge physique, so it’ll be perfect for me. Hugo, on the other hand, stated that he would measure first and he would make the choice the other day.
I remembered it is already months and I’m still at home all the time and don’t attend Hugo’s secretary meetings. I asked mommy Helena whether Cherry was still there, but she replied she had resigned, so I wondered how Hugo would have managed his time without a secretary.
He also often comes home late. Sometimes he can’t take off his shoes and coat and goes straight to sleep. I am the one who does the removal of what he’s wearing. Why do
