Andrew Lieberman
Amalia´s family gathered in our small room. Her cousins purchased tickets for a Michael Jackson show called "ONE".
"Wow, I don´t think you should come..." Mason joked, and Amalia flipped him the bird. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Mr. Anderson looking at the interactions.
"If you are not going, Becky has always wanted to see it." He said, and Amalia´s mom beamed.
"Yeah, but we are not here to watch a show, but rather care for our daughter." She said, and Ezra Anderson sighed.
"I am sure she is well cared for..." he looked at me and I nodded.
"Are you sure?" She said, and Amalia nodded.
"Yeah, enjoy..." she sighed, and Amalia´s mom stood up.
"I need to change..." she announced, and Mason and Alexander laughed.
"Aunt Becky, you always look fabulou
