"I'll start cooking now. Lily tried calling you a while ago. She said that your phone was switched off, so she called me instead. She'll be coming by to see Bubsy tonight, so I'm going to make her favorite braised chicken wings in cola!" Grandma smiled brightly, as if this were the most blissful moment she was experiencing in these two years.
For the longest time, both her and Nidia's lives were a spiral of depression.
For a period longer than two hours, their sixty-square-mile apartment was filled with joy.
Lily was worried that Jackson might come by to pick Bubsy up, so she left earlier than she had planned.
Lily worked in the PR department. She wasn't afraid to speak her mind, nor did she fear anyone. Still, he was her superior.
She still couldn't believe that the golden bachelor, Jackson Cunningham, had slept with her best friend.
