Knock, knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“Olive.”
“Olive who?”
“Olive You.”
“I think I just threw up some fruit and yogurt in my mouth.” His eyes widen as he pretends to be offended and I smile. “Where are my manners? Come on in. I’ve been waiting for you all my life, Olive You.”
“You’re not just saying that ‘cause I said it, are you?”
“Nope. I mean it. Honestly and truly. Olive You with all my mushy red pimiento heart.
Autor: Cassia Leo
