Angela stood there, crossing her arms behind her back as she shook her head. He never liked the way she addressed him. Kids these days, they keep thinking and blaming the elders to be not 'Victorian', who is to tell them that this is not old school at all, but good manners. She decided to spare him the lecture but ruffle his hair as she passed by him, walking towards the other end of the lounge.<br/><br/>"Would any of you kids like a sandwich, maybe some pizza? I can order some for us if you don't want the usuals tonight!" She smiles at James as he sits beside Sarah. He was 18 years old today and was turning out to be a beautiful man after all. She remembered all those years she has spent looking after him. They surely had their own secrets but nothing that would have bothered his parents. They trusted her with their kids, and since both of them were professionals, Angela had this full time job looking after the house and children. 'They are not children anymore, silly ... even Sarah! Look how she's grown,' her mind bellows at her. Sarah was also attracting attention at school, and Angela always had to ascertain they were going about their education properly, the last thing she needed was a matter she can't handle, but the way things were at the moment, there was nothing she can't fare against.