Nova
“Everlyn, I swear you are like the craving whisperer,” I moaned as I bit into an onion ring. “Like you just know when I’m feeling some Stanleys.”
“When aren’t you feeling Stanleys?” Jack chuckled and I rolled my eyes.
“Well our lunch didn’t really happen today and I was starving and I knew you would be too,” she said. “Plus I just really wanted to see you.”
“You’re more than welcome to visit any time, with or without Stanley’s,” I said. “I take it lunch didn’t go as planned with your parents?”
“Well, I certainly didn’t plan the outcome, but I had a feeling that it would have gone about the same,” she sighed.
“Maybe he’ll come around some day,” I said and hugged her.
“Me too,” she said and looked at me with knowing eyes. “He’s my dad, but I’m sure I’ll be able to forgive him
