“Elena, let’s go get the food ready. We’ll let you guys have a little… chat,” Miranda said, heading into the kitchen with Elena following.
Elena knew what was coming. Questions. And a lot of them.
“That’s the boy you’re in love with?” her mom whispered, pointing toward the living room.
“Uh, yeah
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Cheers,
Angie.
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