Few minutes later… They were all dressed, gorgeous Nora walking out, she opened the door and saw her well dressed father and Peter beside the limousine, talking together. She caught their attention, Peter was melted by her beauty, he was happy and speechless when he saw her.
Mr Smith: Isn’t she lovely?
Mr Smith gave Nora a warm hug…
Mr Smith: You look stunning Nora
Nora was shy…
Nora: Thanks Dad
Nora was shy and blushing, she couldn’t even look at Peter’s face.
Mr Smith: Enter the limo angel
Nora: After you Dad, waiting for Mummy.
Mr Smith: Alright then
Mr Smith entered the limousine… Peter couldn’t get his eyes off Nora. Nora moved closer to him.
Peter: You’re so beautiful
As he was about to hold her hand, Mrs Smith appears…
Mrs Smith: Get your filthy hands of my daughter, you bastard. (Angrily)
They quickly separated…
Mrs Smith: Get into the car now, Nora. Now.
Sad Nora entered into the car… Mrs Smith walking towards Peter, as the other maid’s and workers watched from distance.
Mrs Smith: Don’t you ever lay your infested, dirty latina hands on my daughter, go touch your dirty, prostitute mother.
Mr Smith: Common Julie that’s rude
Mrs Smith: No wonder you don’t have a father. Next time you touch my daughter you and your mother will be deported back to that miserable country of yours.
Mrs Smith looked at the other maid’s staring…
Mrs Smith: What are you slaves staring at? Get out of here.
The maids quickly rushed away.
Mr Smith: Julie!!!
Mrs Smith: Stay out of this Bryan
She angrily entered the limousine…
Peter’s eyes were already teary… Poor Peter.
Mr Smith looked so helpless and unhappy as he looked onto Peter. He entered the Limousine as the car moved. Pretty but sad Nora kept watching Peter as the car moves away. Peter still standing helplessly, crying, as the maids approached him to console him.
To Be Continued….
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