It was early morning, just dark enough for the street lights to still be on when Lizzie burst out the front door of her house.
“I call shotgun!” she cried as she ran and jumped into the front seat of her father’s station wagon.
“Fine with me ….” Alex grinned as she went down the porch steps. Sitting in the backseat next to Dorian was exactly where she wanted to be.
“I call shotgun!” she cried as she ran and jumped into the front seat of her father’s station wagon.
“Fine with me ….” Alex grinned as she went down the porch steps. Sitting in the backseat next to Dorian was exactly where she wanted to be.