{My nana died a few days back. It was on a Saturday, I think. That's pretty much the reason why I've been home all week. It's also why I've been tending to my way more emotional siblings, who were crying non-stop at first. They eventually shut up and started instead quoting Hannah Montanna - which is horribly, horribly worse.}
"I'm guessing she'll try to keep the child away from me as much as possible, or at least she'll brainwash the poor dear into hating me." Marianne guessed, sighing deeply.
Mala smiled faintly, loostening her grip on the pillow and gazing up at Van now. "Good. With that, I know our baby will grow up wonderfully."
"I'm guessing she'll try to keep the child away from me as much as possible, or at least she'll brainwash the poor dear into hating me." Marianne guessed, sighing deeply.
Mala smiled faintly, loostening her grip on the pillow and gazing up at Van now. "Good. With that, I know our baby will grow up wonderfully."