Catching the signal from one of her friends, Angela brushed her skirt, took a deep breath and walked towards where he was sitting. She shook like the trees on the beach. She was nervous but she '
knew what she had to do.
" uhm excuse me sir?" she said politely as she taped him on the shoulder.
" yes?" he replied as he turned around.
" i have some unfortunate news to tell you"
"mhm?"'
" your poodle died today, she just ran out into the street and BAM!"'
" oh no! not my baby fluffy!" he cried and ran both hands threw his hair.
" yes your fluffy is now road kill"