I squealed into the phone, unable to contain my excitement. “Luke proposed?” “What?” I paused and then laughed. “Good one, but I’m being serious.” “So was I,” she mumbled and I hesitated. “Are you okay, Anna?” “Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks for asking,” she replied, testily. “Sorry about yesterday. I hope you weren’t upset.” “You guys acted like I wasn’t even there.” “I didn’t mean…” “And then I tried to call you last night to talk and your mom said you were out.” “I stayed over at Luke’s.” “I figured,” she sighed. “Thanks for the invite.” “But you had to go home and cook for your dad.” I didn’t understand why she was so upset. She knew that Luke and I had sleepovers a lot.
