“Excuse me, who exactly is the parent around here?” “If you’re not in the car in two minutes, I’m leaving without you.” Something she told me weekly.īasking in my triumph of getting the last word in, I reached out and grabbed the keys from her hand. It certainly wasn’t easy having me for a daughter. Instead of responding, she just let out a heavy sigh as if the weight of the world’s problems was on her shoulders. I’ll pick them up along with some Red Bull and batteries to give you some energy.” Walmart has a two-for-one sale for Tums this week. “You shouldn’t be so sarcastic this early in the morning. Especially cute round corgis that like to roll around and frolic in grassy green meadows. It’s on the list of top five things I hate along with ice cream, freshly cut grass, and puppies. Rolling my eyes, I let go of her and crossed my arms. “You mean you always buy me pretty blue outfits. “I swear, Mia, I always buy you such pretty outfits, and you never wear any of them.” Why are you wearing this shirt again?” Her fingers rubbed on my left sleeve as though she were trying to make the violet color fade. “Just you, me, and a dozen dogs I’m going to adopt. Then I’ll have to drop out of school and end up living here with you forever.” Clasping my fingers around her wrist, I dragged her across the porch. “Seriously, Mom, if we don’t leave right this second, I’m going to miss first period, which will result in me failing calculus. Especially as my mom tugged on my shirt for the tenth time while I tried to usher her out the door. Sometimes it sucks that I can’t leave school grounds until I’m a senior next year.īut today, I was definitely most grateful about the whole arranged-marriage thing. Whatever it was, it finally got taken off the menu for good. Or rather Mystery Mondays because I’m not sure what they did to make the meat harden like a can of Play-Doh that had been left out in the sun for a week. Oh, and my hair has finally stopped doing that frizzy thing in the morning that usually takes at least twenty minutes to straighten.Īnd for the absence of Meatloaf Mondays at school. I mean, yeah, I’m also glad that I’m alive and that my mom is happy and healthy and all that stuff. IF THERE’S ONE THING I’m grateful for in my life, it’s that arranged marriages aren’t common anymore. If you believe the copy of this e-book you are reading infringes on the author’s copyright, please notify the publisher at: us./piracy. Copyright infringement is against the law. You may not make this e-book publicly available in any way. The author and publisher have provided this e-book to you for your personal use only.

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