I pull up to Christine’s mansion-sized house, pushing my idea to the back of my mind for now. I quickly park, grab my school bag and some supplies I already had in the car, and walk up her grand staircase.“Hey Kisses, come in,” she says, opening the door and pulling me inside.“You have a beautiful house, Christine. What do your parents do?” I ask, honestly curious. The house is ten times bigger on the inside—I didn’t even think that was possible.“My mother owns a fashion line called Brittney’s Fashion Co. and my father is a doctor,” she says with a shrug.“Can I live here? I bet you have an extra room,” I joke, but there’s some seriousness behind it.“Oh yeah, totally,” she says giggling as we sit down at the kitchen table.“Hello, you must be Kisses. I’m Martha. Would you two like anything to eat or drink?” a woman says, wearing an apron.“Martha, my parents aren’t home. Go watch TV or something. I can take care of myself. I don’t need a cook right now,” Christine says, laughing.M
Last Updated : 2022-08-04
LOGIN
