“I like your friends,” he said in a low mock-whisper to me. “That’s because you don’t know them that well,” I said, grinning to myself and digging my feet into the warm sand. “They’re really pretty awful.” “Stop talking trash,” Susan said. “That… b-word would die for us. She loves us so much it’s sickening. Don’t listen to a word she says.” I rolled my eyes. “If you say so.” Then to Patrick I mouthed, “Nah.” He chuckled. “Well,” I said, clapping my hands on my legs. “It’s probably time for Sarah and me to head home.” “Can I go with Aunt Jamie?” Aiden asked as he looked between his mothers. “Please!” “It’s fine with me, if it’s okay with you,” I said. “Are you sure?” Beza asked. “Yeah, of course. Have some time just for the two of you. I can drop him off on my way to work at about five-thirty. I think I have some clothes of his too from a little while back, so he can wear that after the pool.” “Thanks, babe. That sounds really nice,”
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