Asking for a Friend
Ali Parkersubmitting to my best friend's dad bookthey beg for my return
Her blue eyes were as bright and happy as Marissa’s almost always were, and her lips seemed to smile just as easily.
Staring at me from behind her mom, I saw intrigue, excitement and curiosity in her expression. Lowering myself to look into her eyes, I extended my hand to shake hers. “You must be Annie. I’m Layton. It’s very nice to meet you.”
“It’s nice to meet you too,” she answered properly, placing her tiny hand in mine. I gave it a gentle shake before holding out the fishing rod to her.
“This is for you.”
Eyes becoming round and huge, she looked up at Marissa as if asking for permission. Marissa gave her small nod and shot me a smile. I was trying to figure out what was going on when An