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“Do you need my help?” Rose shouts from where she stands.

“No. I’m good.”

“’Kay. Then I’m going to go home and finishing packing myself, okay? I’ll pick you up in the morning!”

“What about the boys?” I stop and turn towards her.

“When I spoke to Easton this morning, he said they’d meet us at the airport. Hugo was going to bring them.”

I sigh. “Is it really a good idea for us to even go? It sounds like they’re going to be working most of the time. Why even bring us?”

“Who cares? It’s a fucking trip to California. If they are busy the entire time, we can still have a good time. We can spend all day at the beach, go eat at good restaurants, ugh! There’s so much to do. You are going to love it.”

“Spend all day at the beach? I’m a beached whale.” I point to my stomach.

“Shut up. Are you being serious right now? You’re so tiny, you can barely tell you’re even pregnant.”

I flick her off. “Quit trying to make me feel better. My clothes don’t even fit me anymore.”

She laughs. “No, they don’t. But you’re still small. Check the suitcase. I’ll see you tomorrow morning!” She turns and walks out, and I furrow my eyebrow at my empty living room.

Check the suitcase?

I drag the suitcase the rest of the way into my room and laying it on its side, I unzip it and my eyes go wide at the contents.Clothes.

A pile of colorful clothes lays in front of me. Obviously, they’re Rose’s from the designer tags on each article of clothing. Also, each piece is a vibrant color. Not really my style, but can I really complain? Rose is more of a girly-girl. Dresses and colors and all that. I’m more tomboy, but I grew up around three guys, so who the hell can blame me.

I crawl over to my cellphone on my bed and dial Rose. Pressing the speaker button, I set my phone on the floor and wait for her to answer.

“You like it?” She says immediately.

“What is all this?” I ask in awe as I piece through the rainbow of colors in front of me. My chest feels tight in gratitude. No one has ever given me a gift like this, ever. My mom has only given me junk as gifts.

A puzzle with multiple pieces missing.

Do you know how that feels? To open a new puzzle and put it together, then the last two pieces are nowhere in sight? Shitsucks.

A pre-owned movie from the thrift store, and when I watch it later, I can’t even get through half of the movie without it skipping.

“I knew you needed something for California, and I know your clothes were getting too small. It’s the least I can do. Plus, I don’t wear any of them, anyway.”

My eyesight turns blurry and the colors turn into a watercolor painting. “I don’t know what to say.” I breathe.

“You can say thank you, and then wear something hot on the way to the airport tomorrow. Jackson will lose his shit.” She giggles.

“None of this will fit me. You’re like skinnier than I am.”

“Shut up. I’m really not. You’re so tiny, and those are some of my baggier clothes. They’ll fit you fine.”

“Rose?” I clutch a peach colored blouse in my grip, squeezing the life out of it as I try to keep my cool.

“Hmm?”

“I love you.”

She’s silent for a beat and then murmurs, “Love you too, babe.”

I rub the burning out of my eyes.Pregnancy sucks. “Okay, I’m going to go try this shit on and pack. I’ll see you in the morning.”

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