MORE THAN one hour had passed since the game had started, and Adda was now not only mad but worried about her homework.
Ey! Adda! You're dead! Put your dinosaur down! You're dead!
The little boy began to hit with his toy the triceratops his sister was holding, making It hit the ground, until the purple T-rex's paw clawed onto her hand.
Ouch!
As she withdrew the hand, the prehistoric animal dropped in Ben's soft arm, making him cry.
No, no, no, don't cry!
But It was too late, the mother had entered the room, the door fully opened.
Look what you did! You made him cry!
It was an accident!
She said in her defense.
You're useless, you cannot even take care of your brother for half an hour! What are you going to do when you have kids?
Everything was just too much.
Well, none of this would have happened if you took care of your child!
You ungrateful brat! You're so spoiled-
