I walked back into the lounge, settled in the sofa, stretching my arms and legs muscles. I was exhausted after our long trip. I was happy to have a private chef, at least this would save me from Grandma's sharp tongue.
There was a rap on the door, I quickly walked to the door to know who it was, ' Carie!" I exclaimed excitedly. "Can I come in Mrs Wilson?" She said playfully. "Of course, Mrs Lukas Carie!" I said to have us laugh out loud. Now I thought of it, I didn't know Lukas's last name.
We both got in still laughing while she sat on the couch comfortably. "I can't believe I don't know Lukas's last name!" I sat down too. "It's viotto, 'Lukas Viotto!" Carie blushed saying this. Indeed she was really into this man, I thought. "If you really love him, what led to your last breakup?" I asked this time. I told you I don't like half gist, it only makes me desperate.
