Daddy and Mommy
She turned to me, her hands on her hips with a smirk.
"Nothing," I mumbled, heat flooding my cheeks.
"Okay, that's what I thought," she said. Michael was still laughing.
"You know," he began calming down. "In those movies where they rob banks and then have to carry out big bags of cash on their backs," he explained. "And there's always that one short guy at the back of the line, struggling with the bag almost his size as he runs-" I burst out laughing, Samantha gaping at Michael who had tears in his eyes from laughing.
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