Chapter 41

• I wanted to hit my head on the glass table so bad, but I groaned instead, rubbing my face harshly with my palms.
• “I cannot do that mother,” I argued, knowing that none of the options were going to be favorable for me .
• "WE do not have have the Then A Deal." Twice AS SHE clapped at The Maids rushed in with Bowls and Available Plates of Different Foods. "of Be careful, Son, the I Might BE the Miles Away from you, does not Change much. Eat.." she said with a tone that indicated she was done with the conversation and passed me a plate of pasta.