Sophia sighed. “You’re making me want to smoke really bad,” she murmured standing up. “Thanks for listening… and the shoes,” Sophia smiled then took her gummies and went upstairs, walking on her toes as she went.
Brian walked past her, going into the hallway between the kitchen and the front door. He took a drag from his cigarette, then shoved the girl standing there. “Get the fuck out. Now. How many fucking times have I told you to drop the kid off and leave? I don’t want you coming in the house! Out!”
She smiled and shook her head. “I didn’t know. I can teach you a lot. I like teaching stuff.”
“You speak Italian. It doesn’t matter how big or small you are. Everyone can learn something from very one. You’ve...