Tom was standing at the door looking at the two small children sitting on the couch.
“They don't bite bạn know,” Bill said, kneeling down to hand them their drinks.
“Thank bạn Uncle Bill,” they đã đưa ý kiến politely, before slurping their trái cam, màu da cam nước ép, nước trái cây through a straw.
Even though Bill and Tom were their cousins they still called them ‘Uncle’ because their mommy taught them to be polite.
Tom just shrugged, wondering why the hell Bill had agreed to watching their nieces. He sighed and walked up to Bill who was still kneeling down. They shared a look before leaving the room. Bill told them he'd...