Chapter 60

• 2 Year Later
• “Come here.” I held my hands out to my two years old son Peter Moretti. He grinned and hugged me. I picked him up and turned my attention to Kathrine who was laying on the couch with her face covered and groaning.
• “What happened?” I asked chuckling at her. We are living together in Amsterdam. “You know what that loser was saying? He called me a witch!” She complained about her boyfriend. “Did you two get into a fight?” I asked, putting Peter on the baby chair and getting his food.