In a weak attempt to run from her past, Valley moves away from home after she graduates high school. She keeps to herself in this new small town like she plans and she thinks she is doing fine this way. That is until she comes across a boy who won't...
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Breakfast with Wes and his siblings was nothing special nor exciting. Parker made faces at Wes and I while Aubrey babbled on about how nice it was of me to help in the kitchen, though, all I did was beat the eggs and I probably couldn't do any more than that when we made dinner for tonight.
After breakfast, Aubrey gave me a grocery list of things she forgot at the store so she sent Wes and I set out together to get the last minute things. I wasn't thrilled with the idea of shopping on a holiday, for one, it would be busy and two, I didn't support stores that made their employees work on big holidays. I wasn't about to protest Wes' family thanksgiving, though.
There was a whole list of different spices, vegetables, and other ingredients she and Brenda would need. After picking out a handful of different bottles of smashed seeds and crushed leaves, I had to find a bunch of dairy products.
What the hell is evaporated milk?
"How did your sister and aunt miss all this food when they went shopping yesterday?" I asked, grabbing a random brand of canned tomatoes.
"I don't know, but I don't know why we have to do this."
"We aren't doing anything. I'm checking things off their list while You are following me around, stealing 'samples'."
"And what a good job you're doing."
"Shut up. And I don't know if you know this or not, Wes, but taking a bite out of an apple and grabbing a handful of nuts is not sampling, it's stealing."
"Stealing, shmealing. What are you going to do, tell on me?"
"What if I do," I teased.
Wes' smirked, tossing an arm over my shoulders, squeezing me into his side as I pushed our cart down the isle. "Then what would you do without me?"
"I mean, you're kind of annoying sometimes and you tend to piss me off but I guess it'd be kind of boring without haveing you to talk too... and maybe a little lonely"
"Aww," Wes cooed, nudging his nose against my ear.
"Ew," I scrunched up my nose, pushing his away.
After we pick out a bunch of cans of various contents, some fruits and vegetables like squash, the last two pumpkin pies, an apple pie and a crushed cheese cake that Wes insisted on because it was half off, I made my way over to the beauty products. I needed to find a lotion for myself because I ran out.
"This one smells good." Wes shoved a bottle in my face that smelled too fruity and made me nauseous.
I groaned. "Yeah, smells great and all, but I was hoping for something a little more subtle."
