Goodbye, Mr. Wrong: The Heiress Returns
He broke into a giggle.
“And Mr. Bunny Whiskers can eat dinner with you,” I added.
Milo gasped, triumphant. “SEE, MAX? MOMMY SAID SO!”
Max groaned dramatically. “Ugh. Fine.”
“Motheeeer,” Maya dragged the word out, tapping her foot. “What about me?”
I dipped my hand into my bag, praying silently that I hadn’t forgotten, and thank heavens, my fingers touched plastic.
I pulled out the Barbie.
Maya’s scream was immediate.
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