The cruize, 'Casa Rosa' was humongous in size. As I looked up towards the top of the cruize, I could only bend my neck backwards and was raised forward by Demian from behind.
"Shall we go, my dear." He asked with his hand stretched out.
Together we made our way inside the cruize, I could not help but turn my head in awe as we entered the extravagant cruize, unable to believe that we were going to spend God knows how long here.
"Arnold." Demian called out to his son who walked towards his father. Demian picks him up and ruffles his hair causing Arnold to giggle.
The striking resemblance between the two was enough to prove that Arnold was his son, with dimples that sank inside, rosy cheek, long eye lashes, if it wasn't for his autism I'm sure a lot of people would kill to be his friend. "Hey champ, don't you have something for Becca?"
