EIGHTEEN

WHEN EVELYN got to the foyer, she picked up the phone and stared into the camera, gingerly making her way to the rear wing of the mansion to the courtyard where her privacy was guaranteed.

"Hola, Mami!" She waved at her niece. "What's good?!"

"Hola, Tía!" Livvie's reply came almost inaudibly amidst the cacophonic background.

Just before Evelyn could complain about the noise, a group of grade schoolers scurried to Livvie's side, battling to join the facetime, all of them speaking almost at the same time.

"Wow! Is that your aunt?!"

"You weren't kidding when you said Jason's girlfriend was your aunt?!"

"OMG! She's so pretty..."

"I can't believe I'm face timing my idol's girlfriend!"

"Is Jason there with you right now?!"

"Give us a peek of what the interior of his mansion looks like!"

"If possible his bedroom... with him in it!"

Evelyn blinked on hearing the last comment while the little girls blushed and giggled.

Livvie shooed them away. "