Chapter 11

Deciding not to bother him, I stood up from my chair. I removed Henrique from his messy seat. He going to need a shower as soon as possible. He was sticky all over, which made me sticky as well. We both needed a shower. Three days, seven hours and about forty minutes since I've been at Mr. Carter's Mansion, I hadn't seen him again after my first day. When I asked for him Ms. Wilson, snorted at me and told me in a unfriendly way that he was away on business and that I should mind my own business. If there was one thing I was good at, it was picking up when someone disliked me, and Ms. Wilson and the other workers sure did. Every time I passed one of them, they would give me intense stares, shake their head and roll their eyes at me. I knew this was because of Ms. Wilson who was the ring leader. She probably told them that I abandon my child, left him at an office. But that wasn't true. Henrique isn't my child. He's my nephew and no seemed to believe me. I felt like an intruder an