Butterflies
Marie was so incredibly nervous. She made sure that she was ready ahead of schedule and patiently waiting for his arrival. But where was he? It was five til. Did he stand her up? Her phone rang. ‘Maybe it’s him’, she thought. When she answered, she was upset to hear that it wasn’t Francisco. “What’s up, Mary?” “I been wit chu for how long and you can’t get my name right?” “I’m just messin’ wit chu. I know it gets ya fired up and I love it when you get feisty. Hey, I’m comin’ over.” “Oh, I don’t think so. You don’t just come over. You ask if you can come to my father’s house.” “Okay, fine. Can I come over?” “No!” “And why not?” “Cuz I said so. That’s why.” “So, I
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