Puppy Love
I wondered what was going on with Adrian.
"Is everything okay?" I asked her, and she nodded, smiling and wiping away her tears.
"It's just that Adrain wants us to wait until Mom and Dad are okay with it," She confessed, and I could understand what she was going through.
"Anyway, here," She said, handing me two passports.
I checked it out. One was made for Calton Pitsberg, and the other was made for Alison Wales. I guess they were our fake IDs. There were no pictures in them.