“Wes, are you
listening to me?”
“Janet, come quick!”
He grabbed her arm and pointed down to the ground “You see that? You did it!
You got them together. You are the best yenta ever! Anything you want, Baby,
it’s yours…even a pair of Jimmy Choo shoes.”
“Jimmy who? What
are you…” She gasped. She suddenly spotted Wes’ father with her aunt and they
were kissing…like right in the middle of the crowd of teenagers! “But I
didn’t…”
“Sure you did! You
just don’t know your own strength, cuz you’re that good. Oh, Janet, this is
awesome! My dad’s in love! Come on, let’s go see them!”
“Wes, what are
crazy?” she said, trying to hold him back, but in vain. Wes tugged her all the
way down the bleachers, pushing passed people getting back to their seats.
“Wes, listen to me. One kiss does not make you in love.”
