Wes turned full body to stare at Gabby in disbelief. "Do I even know you?" he asked her incredulously.
Gabby shrugged her shoulders. "I make no apologies for who I am."
"You're not fooling me with that smile. You're enjoying every minute of this," accused Wes.
Gabby couldn't help smirking just a little as Wes frowned a warning at her.
Wes looked down at his costume. "Are you implying that if I were married I wouldn't go out like this?"
And with that simple question, the floodgates of life opened up.
Gabby put her spoon down in frustration. “I can’t find what I’m looking for. Why are there no punctuation marks in alphabet soup?!”
Someone famous once said “ignorance is bliss”. Or maybe it was just famously said by some random person. Anyway, it was something that I obviously didn’t listen to...
Max and Mara watched her until she was gone. Then they glared at each other. "Well, this is a fine pickle you got us into," whispered Max fiercely. "That’s stupid. Pickles are vegables. How can you get in a pickle? We’re in the corner," Mara whispered back.
By the time they finally started down the long driveway to Wes’ farm, the sun was already making its way down. Hot and exhausted, Gabrielle had one foot out the door before Wes had the ignition off. Chuckling at his cousin, he watched her jump out of the truck. “Careful! You’ll break a heel,” he warned. “Bite me” Gabrielle retorted as she reached into the bed of the truck for her bags.