—Have you thought about what you're doing for your birthday yet?
Walking around my room, picking up some of my clothes to take them to the laundry basket in the bathroom of my house. It had been hot days, so I didn't think too much before throwing all my stuff everywhere this morning after taking a bath, as it felt too hot in my house.
Sighing, as I continue to gather my things, I answer: —I don't know... What do you think I should do?
On the other end of the phone, I listen as Anne hesitates a bit, but finally answers me: —Maybe we could go somewhere with the girls, go see a movie and then have dinner or something like that.
—I don't know —I answer, hesitating a little—, do you think it's sincere of him to want to celebrate my birthday?
—Claire, you can't think badly of them all the
