The next day while having breakfast, Garie is still quiet and not even looking at her uncles. Michael was watching her, and he hates it that she has giving them cold shoulder. And when he looks at his twin brother, he was reading the newspaper.
Michael sighed and took a sip of his coffee.
“Margareth, you should go back to Kensington. I heard a new shipment of antiques came in this morning. They need you there.” He said, but Garie just ignored him.
Michael sighed and turned to his brother, he too is busy reading the newspaper to care. So he looked back at Garie.
“Margareth I am talking to you.”Michael pressed, and then Garie looked at him.
“I’m sorry uncle but I don’t want to talk to you,” Garie said.
“You can’t keep being like this. You’re not a child anymore.”
“Yes I am not a child
