Julie's PoV
"I need you to run down to Walmart real quick," my dad said, throwing me my keychain. "The list is on the counter."
I walked over to the counter and picked up the grocery list and dad's credit card.
Lettuce
Tomatoes (3)
Apples (5)
Lasagna
Noodles
Marinara
OJ
Pepper
Jalapenos
Pickles
Brownie mix
"Brownie mix?" I raised an eyebrow. Dad wasn't exactly what you'd call in shape.
"Don't. Tell."
"Alright, dad. I'll be back in a few."
I hooked my keys onto my belt and walked out the door.
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