“Madam, wasn’t your trip to Europe meant to be a getaway? Why then…”

Why bring textbooks?

Homework, perhaps?

Cherise chuckled sheepishly, “The finals are approaching… I need to prepare for it…”

Moved, Frances quietly unpacked the books. “Madam, you are truly a hard worker…”

Head bowed, engrossed in her phone, Cherise silently nodded.

On the screen, a list was sent from Lucy.

“I want postcards from Europe!”

“Designer clothes from France!”

“British comestics!”

“And… Perfumes!”

“Sis, you

“Right.”

befell Lucy, but

don’t care, I want it! Consider it

everything else I

“Alright,

list and forwarded it to Lennon. “Your

left with

“Fine, I’ll get them.”

words.

hands, Cherise could not

sight of his wife giggling like

1/3

sat on the bed, glimpsed at the phone, and affectionately

have no

for years;

faintly. “We’ll

up the

Lennon sent him Lucy’s

favor

Cherise was speechless.

snatched Damien’s phone and replied in a voice message. “Lennon Belcourt, can you put

“I’ve never courted a girl, and

back. “Neither has my husband! He’s clueless

“He knows…”

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