Chapter Ten
I got back home and Leslie was still mad at me even after eating my ice cream.
"Pumpkin .."
She shook her head, "No ..."
"What's wrong? Why is this one throwing tantrums?" her father asked joining us, "Wait .. Do you need help with that?" the last question was directed to me because I was holding a box of a mirror and somethings.
"Yes please.. We will talk about the drama queen after."
He laughed and took the mirror, "I suppose this is going to Leslie's room.. Let me take it?"
"Yes sir I'll appreciate that thank you." I said behind him.
He started going up and I looked at Leslie, "Here take these and follow dad."
"I want mommy..."
"Les I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you.. My friend was just getting to me I don't know why she was acting like that."
"Mommy ..." sh
