Falling for Sakura
Sakura replied lightly, “Me, either. But I had no choice at the time, since Megan left three months ago. I hope she’ll be back soon. I miss her.”
“Me, too,” Jane said. “I miss her cakes more, though.”
Sakura laughed. “You and your cakes.”
Jane giggled and nudged her glasses up her nose again.
Sakura noticed and said, “You know, you always look so uncomfortable wearing your glasses. Why don’t you go see an optometrist and ask for contacts instead?”
Jane raised her hand for a taxi. “I do have contacts,” she said as the car came to a stop before them. The girls slid in and put on their seat belts.