All tricks. Just tricks.
Anna grinned and said, "Mom, seriously, I'm not in a rush. I'm only 21."
"Not rushed? At 21? You know that girl who used to play with you when you were little? She's already a mom now. I'm not forcing you, but watching you go on like this without someone by your side—ugh, it's stressful. While you still look decent, how about finding someone passable already? For my peace of mind, okay?"
Still have "some decent looks"...
No way she's my real mom.
Anna huffed and plopped herself next to Lucy, giving her shoulder a gentle nudge. "Come on now, your daughter's not that bad, right? With this face? Landing myself a cute guy would be a walk in the park."
Lucy gave her a side-eye and checked her out from head to toe like she was scanning a fake designer
