Of course,” Kevin smiled, “You don’t look that old to me, Emily.”
“Emily, this is my husband, Kevin McGarry,” Rachel finally introduced the man to me. Amateur porn don’t believe me then,” I scoffed. The two of us will be starting our junior year at high school when school reopens at the start of September. My mum, Hannah Wells is a thirty-three-year-old woman with the same eyes and hair as me. “You hungry?” she asked me, “What do you wanna eat?”
“Ideally, liver of my ex-boyfriend,” I smiled, cracking a little joke, “But, I will be happy with French toast.”
“I’m glad that your sense of humour is still there,” she grinned, patting my head. “Yes, ma’am?” I looked at her. Liam came back home just after eight in the evening, around the time the sun was setting. “I was a bellboy in a hotel in downtown Baltimore,” he remembered. Liam has set up his Xbox One there to play games on the flat-screen LED tv. I had broken up with that asshole then and there on the last day of school. Right?”
“Yes sir,” I nodded, sitting back down. She had gotten pregnant with and gave birth to me and Liam before she was even eighteen years old. My dad, Oliver Wells is a thirty-seven-year-old tall and burly middle-aged man with a slightly protruding gut.
