Lisa’s Worried Glance
Lisa caught my eye while passing by the room, her expression a mix of worry and apology. ‘They love making things complicated, don’t they?
‘ she murmured softly. I nodded, giving her a reassuring smile. No point in letting her stress over her parents’ antics now.
The weekend was just starting, and we all knew how Richard and Margaret liked to make their presence felt.
Little did they know, things were about to get interesting.