Page 193 of Rock Bottom Girl
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Libby nodded. “We’re staying at all dog-friendly Airbnbs starting in Maine.”
“But aren’t you leaning toward Shippensburg University?” I asked. It was close by, and I had to admit I was hoping Libby would want to stay nearby. I was new to this kinda mom thing and wasn’t ready to send her off to start a life far, far away.
Libby and Jake rolled their eyes. “That doesn’t mean we can’t have a little summer adventure!”
“I love you guys,” I sniffed, grabbing them both close for a hug.
“Now she’s crying again,” Libby complained.
“No! I’m not, jerks,” I cried and squeezed them tighter.
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