SLOWLY TELLING THE TRUTH

SERGIO

The maids opened the door for me and immediately took my bags

“Good evening, sir. We are happy to see you,” They say.

“Thank you. Where are my family?” I ask, taking off my jacket.

I have just arrived at my home in France. I was supposed to be here yesterday, but I had to wait for Paula to leave first, but I told her that I will also be going home, just to tell my family everything that has been going on because they have been so worried about me, and I have also missed them so much too.

“Your mother is with a visitor in the dining room while your grandmother is by the garden,”

I nod my head, figuring where I need to go first, but I remember that I need to call Paula first.

“Sylvia, can I please have my cell phone in the side pocket of my bag?” I ask the maid who is holding my bag.

“Yes, sir,”

“Thanks.” I take my phone and head back outside by the porch to make the call. I turn on my phone and I do not even waste time before I call my wife.

It rings for a while before