It was an anniversary party of Amara and Dante. Everyone was just there in name of business. I had to bring Amara’s half sister (you) from airport. I was frustrated for doing so. I am standing in the receiving area not knowing how you look. Although I had seen you when you were but a baby, but i was told you are 17, and I was now but 28. I stand stoic like always waiting for you outside the waiting area. God. Frustration