Chapter 93. The Declaration

She stared at him defiantly.

    “Anna...”

     “Where's that tramp you let take my son?” She asked rudely, and downed the shot of cognac in one gulp and poured herself another.

     “She's not what you said. I know that in the United States that's an offensive reference... Her name is Geiza and she's my girlfriend.”

     Anna, on hearing this, had the urge to throw the glass at him, but instead took the whole drink in one go, and again poured herself more.

    “Anna, be careful. You're not used to it...”

    “No more fucking being careful!” She said, knowing it was the first time she'd used that language. But she had to vent her anger at herself somehow. She took another drink and refilled it, already feeling a little dizzy.

    “You can't treat a guest of mine like that. And be careful how you treat the nanny, because here, if you mistreat her and she repo