AngelaLott9
They got home and Shane continued to pull Ilya along, showing him his room and his toys. Eventually the two boys were playing in the living room and Yuna went to start dinner. She had the pasta cooking and the sauce bubbling on the stove when she went to check on them.
"You can talk in front of mom," Shane's voice came around the corner and Yuna stopped to listen.
"Father says here people don't like how we talk." Ilya's voice was not what Yuna had expected. He clearly had an accent. She suspected English was not the language spoken at home for him, but he didn't stutter or in any way sound unsure when he spoke. He was a good speaker, just with an accent. She hated that he didn't like his voice.
"I like how you talk," Shane replied easily. There was a gentle noise of toys being played with. Yuna suspected it was cars from Shane's big tub of toy cars.
Yuna snuck back into the kitchen. The two friends were so adorable Yuna could barely stand it. She wanted to burst into giggles in her kitchen, but she managed to contain herself enough to finish making dinner without alarming the children.