Alexander
"Dean!" I yelled out. Striding out of the house in annoyance.
He hastened to my side, "Yes, Mr Alex."
"Go get me some ice cream." I curtly instructed.
"What kind of ice cream should I get, sir?" He asked.
"Kind?" I asked confused.
"Yes, sir. Which flavour?" He clarified.
I glared at him, realizing I hadn't asked Amelia what flavour she wanted. "Just get every flavour they have," I said, letting out a deep sigh. I could not believe I was doing this. But I gave in only because she was pregnant.
I went into Pa Martins's room to see if he was still upset about the news, bidding my time until Dean returned.
"Pa" I called as I walked towards his bed. He raised his head briefly, acknowledging my presence before returning his focus to his phone. He was likely going through the articles that had been published in the news. And getting himself worked up.
"Have you discovered who leaked the story to the press?" He asked, his attention still on his phone.
Give it a break, Pa.
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