Bab 379: Big Boy

Billie Bob Taylor 

The following day after our very confusing and money surrounded meeting, I still had no idea what to do. Therefore that meant I spent most of my time sitting in the sunroom with the doggos as they lazed around with me. 

I was laid out on the couch where I constantly sighed then shook my head. As everyone knew couch time was my self-reflection and therapy time therefore I was taking advantage of my few hours alone. 

Benedito unfortunately had to leave the house today onto what I viewed as the most dangerous road in America after my accident. He probably had twenty security cars following him but it did not help make me any less reluctant to seeing him leave. 

I held onto him like a monkey as he put his briefcase in his Range Rover Velar that morning. Him being the sweetheart he was, moved all of his Rolls Royce cars to the back of the garage so I would not have to see them.