Chapter 20

• ****Tamara****
• We sat at the dining table at my mates parents and soon to be mine,  chattering away. With our stomachs full of an assortment of scrumptious foods, we opted to pass sometime chit chatting.  My mate sat beside me dressed in his usual style, black cargo pants with matching combat  boots and a very fitting navy blue tee shirt.
• His mother and father sat on the opposite side, with his mother taking control over the incessant conversation. One thing I had learnt about her in a short while is that she wasn't one to easily shut up.