New Life
"Of course. Why don’t you go wash up, and I’ll start making them?"
As Shaina scampered off, Spencer leaned closer to Shelly, lowering his voice. "She’s sharp, isn’t she?"
Shelly laughed softly. "Too sharp sometimes."
"Good thing she likes me," Spencer teased. "That’s half the battle, right?"
Shelly gave him a sideways glance, her lips twitching into a smile. "We’ll see about that."
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