― Telling lie is a lie
We all fell back to our seat as he left us with an ‘okay’ and ‘have a nice dinner’ before going to their table. I refused to look back at him. We almost sipped on our glasses in unison. Mr. Racini left but the tension didn’t. Mom kept her eyes to Leonid asking for an explanation for what he did but everyone kept the silence. We have enough distance from Mr. Racini but it seems like everyone’s afraid to talk about him.
We ate our dinner in complete silence. I never dared a glance at the intruder’s table in fear to see him watching me. I could only feel his stare burning a hole on my side and I’m not brave enough to face it.
I have the urge to go to the washroom to escape the tension but I can’t leave Leonid’s side. I’m not safe while Mr. Racini is here. He looke
