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Their parents always had summers off and they had spent them wandering with their kids.
There wasn't a lot of money for extras growing up, but there had been no shortage of love.
It was annoying, because nothing she came up with bothered Jeff as much as "Angie Bean" bothered her.
Wiping her eyes with a napkin, she downed her wine, then circulated amongst the guests.
Jeff let Angela cry a little, then he said, "We'll both cry it out later.
Those thoughts were still in her head when she felt strong fingers take her own, encircle them and squeeze them gently. You're staying with me." She popped her trunk so he could stow the small bag he had with him inside.
I freaking hate you, Angie Bean." Angela groaned at the nickname.
Her brother hated green beans, so to bug her, he had started calling her "Angie Bean" as a child.
Low murmurs could be heard as people's heads leaned together.
Angela could hear soft words of praise for her parents, so recently killed in a car accident.
Angela had waited at Steve's request, watching her prime childbearing years slip right by the wayside.