“Yeah?”
“Mark?” Her voice came from the guest room. It wasn't the usual demand for snacks. It was small.
“He’s so… dumb-looking,” she whispered, a grin cracking her face. “I love him.”
“Yeah?”
“Mark?” Her voice came from the guest room. It wasn't the usual demand for snacks. It was small.
“He’s so… dumb-looking,” she whispered, a grin cracking her face. “I love him.”