Cerian.
Daniel returned to Virginia, two days after the Christmas break. He left after I promised we'll be home for Christmas. Honest to God, I was terrified of going back home but after I spoke to my mother and sisters for the first time over the phone. The decision was final, I was going back home.
"I just want my Coco Chanelle," I remember Gracie demanding over the phone.
"I don't even know what size you are," I argued back, a small smile tugging at my lips. When we first started talking, we weren't arguing. It was all, I miss you and can't wait to see you until. The argument just came in seconds later after she mentioned how hot I looked on the cover of GQ magazine.
"I'm size twenty eight,"
We didn't argue more after the that, just some goodbye and see you soon.
