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“I can’t believe you’re moving out tomorrow,” Piper said with a sigh as she drove us to the soccer game.
Jennifer couldn’t hide her grin. “I know. But I’ll still see you all the time.”
“But I won’t come home to you in a marathon editing binge.”
“That is true,” I agreed. “And you’re taking the cats.”
I was still sad to see Avocado and Bacon go. I definitely wouldn’t get to see them as much as Jennifer.
“They deserve to be with Tortilla,” Jennifer said of the little white kitten that Julian had gotten her last year that had transformed into a large white cat.
“Your cat names are ridiculous,” Piper said.
“I know. That’s why I like them.”
“We’ll miss you,” I told her.
“I just want all the tea about you and Campbell,” Jennifer said, leaning forward against the center consol
