« Mom? »
I looked up from the salad bowl.
« Can I go to Chloe’s for a little while? »
« Tonight? »
She nodded.
« She’s packing for camp tomorrow. »
I smiled.
« Didn’t she leave this morning? »
Stasy didn’t even hesitate.
« No, they changed it. »
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« Mom? »
I looked up from the salad bowl.
« Can I go to Chloe’s for a little while? »
« Tonight? »
She nodded.
« She’s packing for camp tomorrow. »
I smiled.
« Didn’t she leave this morning? »
Stasy didn’t even hesitate.
« No, they changed it. »
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