Do you want me to show you to your room? It can either be the one we were in earlier or Jimmy’s. I would suggest you take the one from earlier, Jimmy isn’t always a clean seven year old.
“So…how interested are you in my son?” he asked more seriously. “I won’t have you breaking his heart.”
The children had left, going to one of their rooms to play another game.
Addison looked at them with a tinge of envy. What would it be like to have someone that cared about her like that, to have someone to care about. It was a pointless thought, she’d probably never know. And even if she did, she’d let whoever it was down eventually. She always did…who had she let down? She’d forgotten.
You’re blond, about 5’11”, blue eyes, you laugh a lot, you’re at least somewhat athletic looking, you have a fair few freckles, but not as many as you used to.