50 - Becca

My mother laughed like that woman who receives the greatest praise she could expect from a man. I was embarrassed by her myself. But Fred didn't even care about my expression, because he knew I considered him a half-bowl flatterer. My mother was young and beautiful, yes, but sister was awesome... The guy really knew how to make a good impression.

" Yeah, for some years only really favor," said my mother, full of pomp and giggles. Friederich opened a wide and bright smile, so my mother melted for good. Without exaggeration, she really sighed when she saw him smile. "Be Becca didn't mention how charming you were, Friederich.”

"Oh, please," I grumbled, hitting my own forehead.

The woman who has had several experiences with men, used to always choosing the best suitor, seemed paralyzed while looking at Friederich. I'm glad I wasn't the only one who totally lost focus with a look from him. Friederich, for his credit, even managed to get a little red. But I knew the bastard wasn't in the sl