{Carl}
"These are my and Clinton's luggage, Carl, we'll finally be together as a family."
What the hell?
Clinton and her luggage? When did I say she could stay?
"Sam, you probably didn't hear what I said." I began, my voice getting croaked from speaking too much.
"Of course Carl, I heard you clearly." She replied as she pointed to a big brown bag. "Careful!" She shouted at the maids holding the bag. "Don't let that bag fall, it contains all my cosmetics."
Goodness! She even brought cosmetics?
My God, how did I get entangled in this mess?
"Samantha, what are you doing?" I asked, weakly.
I am so tired of everything, I didn't even know what to say. Samantha just wouldn't listen. Do I have to snap her neck before she realizes how much she pisses me off?
"Settling in," She shrugge
