I am sitting next to Miriam with Ella relaxed comfortably on my laps as we wait for my aunt to speak.
She called for a short family meeting less than five minutes ago, and we are all assembled in the living area.
I think she wants to tell us about her impromptu business conference.
She is sitting next to Bri, a mug of coffee wrapped in her hands, and she seems tired and a little bit on the edge today.
Pressure from work maybe?
"Put your phone away, Bri." Aunt Mel says, and Bri rolls her eyes to infinity as she places the phone on the armrest.
She is in such a mood today.
She hasn't talked to anyone since she got here, she has been busy scrolling her phone the entire time.
I hope Marco didn't dump her ass, I would be sorry for her. On a second thought, I wouldn't. I would be happy
