Falling for Sakura
“Jane, are you serious?”
Jane nodded her head. “I’m totally serious. But that means I’d be the oldest.”
Akira asked, “How old are you?”
Jane went bright red and murmured, “Twenty-eight.”
“Then you are the oldest. I’m twenty-seven,” Akira said as she really made Sakura go into the bathroom by gently jostling her in. “I’m going to get Sakura’s yukata, and you, sister Jane, make sure she doesn’t come out until she’s totally done.”