Bri's Big Crush

Bri's Big Crush — page 9
I so know him Once McCoy was tucked back in Bri returned to the couch She flopped down and let her head drop over the edge She decided to play a few rounds of Candy Crush and grabbed her cell off the coffee table She’d almost cracked level 303 when she heard a key turning in the lock of the front door Sleeping Mr Rankin asked when he and Mrs Rankin came into the living room Sleeping Bri answered She launched into the McCoy report Parents always wanted to know what their kids ate if they went to bed on time and if they had any meltdowns Bri always gave them a rundown right away Tonight she even had a visual aid a couple of selfies of her and McCoy pretending to be kitties The Rankins weren’t the kind of parents who would mind the ketchup whiskers