Andre Louis sat quietly in the library. His butler, James, was standing successivo to him with a phone on a silver platter. It have been half and ora since his mom called him and explained that they were not coming home in time for Christmas.
His parents have been in Italy for 3 months. They only called about twice a month.
"James," detto Andre, "We may need to make other arrangements for Natale this year. cancella all of the decorations and cena parties. Tonight, i will take a walk. Make sure Katy is in letto on time."