Chapter 53 8 Month Waddle

• Elena
• I don’t walk anymore, guys. I waddle now and belong with the penguins.
• “Look at you working that waddle, Mrs Dumont.” Isaac jests as I walk towards him in the cafeteria. I shoot him a death glare, but all he does is blow me a kiss and pat the empty seat next to him. He looks disgusted at my plate full of junk food. “What?!” I ask him as I stuff a burger into my mouth. “What are you feeding my godchild?! I sent you a list of healthy alternatives. What have you done with it?” He demands as he points a manicured finger at me but I shrug as I eat a chip. “Prolly eaten it too, I dunno,” I say, much to a dissatisfied Isaac who huffs his disapproval.