Re: Arrivals
Alicia cast a worried glance towards the bedroom door. “Is he trying to dress himself in there?” Waving off that notion she looked back to George. “You’ll always be older than me, and just be glad you’ve graduated from boy to man, yeah?” Patting his chest she smirked up at him. “And for that, I’ll let you keep my compliment. Happy Birthday, dear.”
She looked in the direction of the kitchen. “How much of what’s on that table is safe to drink without risking my memory of tonight?” Alicia had never been one to drink a lot, for the very simple reason that it only took a couple of whiffs of alcohol for her to be very drunk. Even at nineteen, she had learned her lesson.