Steve & Veronica
Of course Veronica wasn’t going to play into her husband’s delusions about their teenage daughter. What kind of wife would she be if she did? “Sorry, babe,” she said, going up on her tip toes so she could kiss his cheek. “You married a realist.”
Plus it was fun to make him squirm. She was kind of a jerk that way sometimes. “Besides, they should have some sibling bonding time.” That was a thing, right? She never had siblings, so she really wasn’t sure.