"Let's go," Belinda says slowly.
If it was not for the fact that we are in the presence of my parents, Pete and Petra here, I am sure she would have screamed at me asking for us to leave. As I said she doesn't get it, and I don't think she will ever get it.
It has been more than four years, so I think that window for getting it was closed a long time ago.
My parents are enjoying listening to what Pete and Petra are saying, well, I have to tell you this, what they are telling us is quite interesting only that I want to be out of here. I have Belinda to talk to and Mrs. Kaden.
Speaking of Mrs. Kaden, where did she go?
"She is coming." My mother signed for me.
I look at her and wonder how she knew I was looking for Mrs. Kaden, I didn't ask.
"You didn't have to; you have been looking around."
"Mom, don't be weird, how do you know?"
"I am your mother darling." My mother replies with a smile.
