Aubrey
“Benita, do you know when Lorenzo will be back?” I asked as I saw her prepare the lunch.
“No, dear. He just told me to keep an eye on you. Would you love to help me prepare the food for the boys?” she asked and I helped her peel the shrimp for the pasta.
“Why do you ask about my boy? Do you miss him?” she asked and I stayed silent for a moment as I kept peeling the little crustaceans. Shrugging my shoulders, I nodded.
“I do miss him, even if he’s a jerk. I’m surprised he hasn’t punished me for shooting his right hand man.”
Benita laughed and explained to me there was no way Lorenzo would hold it against me for doing so. “Sometimes he feels like shooting him too. Nolan is a special case, but Lorenzo tolerates him because they have been friends for a long time, s
