December 17
“So, spill it. What time did he leave?”
Molly grinned at Sue, who was perched on one of the stools in the kitchen. “Are you going to be disappointed if I tell you he left around midnight, after helping me frost brownies?”
“Only if you tell me that he didn’t kiss you or anything like that,” Sue said, picking a ripe raspberry from the bowl and popping it in her mouth. “Actually, I won’t be disappointed in you – I’ll be disappointed in him.” She cocked her head at Molly. “So, did he?”
( Did he kiss her? )
SA is starting to get antsy, I think. And who knows? Maybe Molly will figure it out before he admits who he is.
“So, spill it. What time did he leave?”
Molly grinned at Sue, who was perched on one of the stools in the kitchen. “Are you going to be disappointed if I tell you he left around midnight, after helping me frost brownies?”
“Only if you tell me that he didn’t kiss you or anything like that,” Sue said, picking a ripe raspberry from the bowl and popping it in her mouth. “Actually, I won’t be disappointed in you – I’ll be disappointed in him.” She cocked her head at Molly. “So, did he?”
( Did he kiss her? )
SA is starting to get antsy, I think. And who knows? Maybe Molly will figure it out before he admits who he is.