Chapter 25 – A Little Push
- Celine
- “Ugh! I hated how self-center that woman is.” Andrew left the Anderson table to join us for breakfast.
- “I love cake blah, blah, blah. I want to paint my nails the shade of poop blah, blah. What an annoying brat. I don’t know how I can tolerate that for so many years.” He scowled.