Chapter Three

“Still, your sister must be very proud of you, being such a success,” Uncle Uzzi remarked, handing her half of a strawberry jam infused bear claw.

Holy cow, I’m gonna gain a million pounds. But so worth it…

“You would think so, excuse me,” Annalia replied, mouth full of deliciousness and swallowed before she continued with her explanation. “They don’t approve of my job or the fact I refused to live with them. I think they just miss having a built-in babysitter for my nephew. He’s a good kid, but my sister is his mother, and she needs to be the one raising him with his dad. Instead, they act like I abandoned them and always comment on how stupid I am to be paying rent when I could live with them instead.”

Annalia shook her head, scoffing at the sheer gall of her sister and brother-in-law.

“That seems difficult. But you mentioned children, do you like them?”