CHAPTER NINETY-TWO
JULIE
When we got home that night, Anne is already cooking our dinner whilst Mr. Thomas is busy watching football game on the television and greet us.
I urged H to sit down with his father while I help his Mom cook.
“You seem to be having a good time with H?” Anne asked while putting the chicken on the stove.
I nod “I am. I met his friends in high school.”
Anne looks at me smiling “You do? How was it?”
“They are good. In fact, Zed invited us to his newly opened bar in town tonight.”
Anne nods “That’s good. Usually, H’s friends are hard to talk to sometimes even for us.” She chuckles.
I smiled “The one I had a hard time to get to like me too is Peter.”
“Really?” Anne looks confused “That boy is the sweetest just like H. But so stubborn and cold when he wants to
