Fake Hearts On Ice
“Why, do you have plans?”
I shook my head. “No, no, we don't.” I said.
Uncle glanced at Ava. “Yeah, we don't, but Ethan promised to take us to eat, and now, I doubt that will be possible again." Ava pouted.
Uncle smiled and knocked her head. “Foodie.” He said.
Ava stepped away from him." I'm not Dad; it's past eleven, and I haven't eaten breakfast yet." She covered her mouth immediately after those words left her mouth.