Chapter Eight

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Connor's P.O.V.

I watched out my window as she walked up to my house. She looked absolutely gorgeous in her dress. I stared and caught her look up. I saw her giggle. I heard the doorbell ring.

"Connor!" Mom yelled.

I ran downstairs and opened the door. "Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Bright. My name is Connor."

"Good evening Connor. " Mrs. Bright said.

"Jane! Long time no see! How are you?" Mom said as she hugged Mrs. Bright. "Oh my gosh! Winter, is that you? Look at you! You've grown so much!"

"It's nice to see you again Mrs. Llucas." The oldest daughter said as she hugged Mom.

"Summer? Look how big you are you were just a tiny-tot running on the playground with Connor last time I saw you."

"Umm..." Summer said.

"Oh you were so small you probably don't remember me. And who's this?" Mom said referring to the smallest girl who looked about four.

"This is Autumn." Mrs. Bright said.

"Can we start over?" I whispered to Summer.

"I'd like that." She whispered back.

"Hi. I'm Connor. What's your name?" I said.

"I'm Summer" she said.

"You look nice."

"Thank you. And as do you."

"Let me show you to your seat." I said as I linked our elbows.

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