JASMINE
We all loaded up our plates. I tried some of Paige’s braised short ribs first. “Wow, this is impressive for a potluck!” I exclaimed.
“Paige is an overachiever too.” Gigi snickered.
“Stop pretending you’re not!” Paige retorted. She turned to me and said, “The two of us used to compete in everything.”
“It was so funny to watch. Whoever got the better grade on a test would run home to show Mom first.” Heidi laughed. “And they’d always play sports with the boys during recess in elementary school. On opposing teams. I bet if they went to high school together, they’d compete over who got the cutest guy.”
“That’s all Gigi!” Paige rolled her eyes. “I’m good with whomever the Moon Goddess sends me as a mate.”
“That’s the difference between us. I grew up and Paige is still competing.”
