Genevieve
“Shall we go and see it?” Mrs. Garcia asked.
I smiled at her and said, “Of course.”
“Mama, Papa, why don’t you finish your tea first before we go. It would be rude not to taste them after all the preparation they made.” we turn our head to look at Rusty who just entered the gazebo.
What is he up to? I look at him suspiciously. I wonder what his connection to Raphael. I bet he’s one of Raphael’s many friends but or maybe even a relative. I got a strong feeling it’s the latter.
“Rusty is right, Jacinta. You just arrived here.” my mother seconded.
“Alright, if you insist.” Mrs. Garcia replied. I sit on an empty chair and poured myself a cup of tea. One of the attendants was about to do it for me but raised my hand to stop her. I have my own hands to do it so why would I le
