The Morgan’s Mansion.
“Aunt, are you sure Ethan would come? The last time he was here was two weeks before his wedding.” Sophie bit the apple in her hand hard, her eyes filled with frustration she didn’t bother to hide.
Aunt Sarah exhaled slowly. She picked up the remote control and changed the fashion show they were watching to a business news channel.
“Don’t be paranoid, Sophie. Ethan would be here soon. I already sweet-talked his father into inviting him over.”
“Really,” Sophie’s eyes brightened instantly as she chewed, excitement replacing her earlier irritation.
“Yes sweetheart. Trust me.” Aunt Sarah assured her niece, pleased by her renewed enthusiasm.
“Since I couldn't get down with him last time, I would make sure I do so this time around. There is no room for escape.” Sophie
