Harrison.
“Are we there yet?” Betty asked for the umpteenth time, holding on to the blindfold firmly, like she was afraid it would never come off.
I chuckled, rolling my eyes at her display of impatience, like she could see me. “No, Betty. We’re not there yet, and if you keep asking, we might not get there eventually.”
Her excitement was infectious, even though she was yet to see the boat we would be using for the cruise she was very excited about it.
do you know I have never been on a boat, she chirmed excitedly.
“really? why so?” I asked.
“nobody has ever invited me to one,” she responded.
A smile crept up my lips as I spotted the boat. I imagined what her reaction would be, and hoped for the sake of the weekend I had planned, it would be nothing short of amusement.
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