You Are My One and Only

The way Sylvie looked with her arms akimbo amused Patricia, and she thought her daughter seemed absolutely adorable.

With that, she caressed the little girl’s cheek with a smile. “I couldn’t come home because my car broke down, so I crashed at a friend’s.”

Patricia had already explained it clearly on the phone earlier, so her boys questioned her no more. However, this little one was growing increasingly domineering—no doubt her future husband would have things tough.

“Were you with a guy or a girl?” Sylvie frowned upsettingly.

She had taken to heart what her brothers reminded her; it was unacceptable for girls to stay out with boys, so she demanded the same from her mother.

“A lady,” Patricia said after some thought. “She’s a very pretty elder. How about that?”

Sylvie pondered for a moment after hearing so. “Oh, alright. Don’t ever stay out again, okay?”

At that, Patricia knew she was safe from further questioning. Though she might have twisted the truth a little, Elizabeth had indeed been there.

After returning to her room, she took a shower and changed into loungewear. How madly uncomfortable it had been when she hadn’t showered the night before. At last, she felt much more refreshed.

to see if she had received any replies telling her to go for an

she sent. The discovery got her a little dejected. Worst of all, it was

this field, though. I should just leave it for

little Sylvie came into her room and leaned against her. “Tricia,

As broke as they were lately, she didn’t want to disappoint her baby girl. Besides, they had gotten annual passes sometime in the past, so they could still go whenever Sylvie wanted this

closet. “I’ll

“Okay!”

while trotting away, “Scott, Stellan, we’re going out to

couldn’t help smiling upon hearing the

things could already make them happy.

then took the kids to Springsfield Mall, a shopping mall she often hung out in when she was still

lent you this car?” Scott asked gravely

something else. That pile of metal was a hazard, and even more so with his mother’s

to tell the truth. “It’s the pretty elderly lady whom

in response and said, “Wow, she’s really nice to you. You should invite her to our home for a

often, and she should treat them to a meal or something because she absolutely loved this car. It