Bad Influence 1
"Hi, sweetie," he says. "Hi, dad. What's up?" I say breathlessly; I've been running for over an hour, and I'm just glistening with sweat. "I wanted to tell you that soon we will have aaa… visitor." He smiles, "I just got off the phone with Uncle Louis." "Uncle Louis? Are they going to visit us?" I pout since I don't like Uncle Louis nor Dirk, my stupid shitty cousin, "Well, actually, it’s only Dirk. He’s gonna stay here for a couple of days." "You’re kidding me, right?...