Over the next six months lots of things happened. Veronica started school, which meant that she stopped hanging in the break room. Which meant she wasn't there to keep whoever who had a break company. She loved it thou. Sara had more or less moved in. If you asked Veronica she would say she had. She was there all the time, and all her stuff was there. But she still had her apartment. Grissom and Sara still kept their relationship a secret. Which Veronica thought was stupid, but it wasn't her problem.
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It was late November, and Veronica had released that she missed the snow. As a kid she had always loved the snow, but when she got older she just found it more and frustrating. But now living a place it didn't snow, well it was wired. She was doing her homework, before she was going out with Lindsey and some other friends.
Sara was a sleep, and if Veronica wasn't wrong her dad was in the kitchen. She had learned that he really liked to cook. That was something both she and Sara seemed to enjoy. Veronica found it unfair that with a dad that could cook, she had inherited her mothers cooking skills. And Veronica was nice when she said that the food her mother had made, the few times she had tried, was bad.
She could also now say she know both her dad and Sara, and something was up. She was sure they were hiding something, not necessary from her, but from each other. But she was pretty sure she knew what it was to. Or she was completely sure she knew what her dad was hiding, and she had to say it was about time. Or it hadn't really been if they just had dated in six months. But with their pasted, not that she knew much. But with it she would say it was about time. She was sure what Sara was hiding, she had some ideas of what it could be. But she figured that she probably would get informed if it would affect her. She had grown tired of snooping in her dads and Saras relationship. It was too easy.