Old School: Part II
“You’re exaggerating,” Robert said absently, his mind already back on the house and the apple pie that he’d heard his wife mention that she was going to bake for him.
“Am I?” Noah said dryly, drawing his attention back down to-
“Who’s this?” he couldn’t help but ask as he watched the cute little thing with overdone curls adorned with large pink bows grab onto his son’s arm and held on tightly by the looks of things.
He was actually impressed that she was able to hold onto Noah with the three little girls currently trying to pull her off threatening to… Read More