That believed in her dreams...
I sat in his kitchen, with Jake on my left and he happily munched through pancakes. Billy, who sat in front of me, was eating like a civil person – he actually swallowed before he took another bite.
"Hey dad, did you hear what Bella wants to do when she leaves school?"
Billy looked up from the paper, glancing at me, quirking his mouth like Jake did – scarily so.
"No, she hasn't."
"She wants to teach our history."
Billy gave a chuckle, which turned into a choke, as he still had food in his mouth.
"Our Bella? This one here?"
I blushed from my toes to the tips of my hair.
I will never tell Jake anything ever again.
Jake shrugged. "Why not? I believe in her. She's a determined little thing."
I shoved him playfully.
So maybe I'll tell him somethings.