|Aila|
The sun is burning hot, but I endured it to avoid Sandro.
Today is supposed to be the day that we’ll transfer into his house, but because I haven’t made up my mind yet, I’m trying to go somewhere for him not to see me.
I went here to the golf club, of which I am a member, to meditate. Aside from what he wrote on the paper, I was even more anxious at the thought that I was going to live with my son on the same roof with him!
As much as I want to let Steven stay out of this, I don’t want to constantly leave him to my mother’s care. It’s been a long year and I can’t afford to leave him there. I prefer to see him every day.
I really don’t feel like playing golf. I just don’t want to get home.
“Mr. Espada, good to see you here! It’s been a long time since we’ve played
