Rita could hear her child whining in the background, demanding for something. She smiled, feeling a pang of motherly affection for the child.

"If you ask me, I don't see anything wrong with that. At least, he's better than the man whore I have for a fiance", she sighed.

"Oh darling, don't worry. I'm sure something would happen soon that would change your parents mind against it".

"I hope so. All the more reason why we need this outing tomorrow, I need to talk to you", Rita ...