She shrugged. "She is my mother, but I don't agree with my mother very often," Andromeda admitted. Looking down at the books she was holding and then looking back up at him, she stuttered," Oh, uhhh. I mean, um." Andy, stop. "Sure! That would be very nice. ...Thank you." Andy never knew what to say to that sort of thing, especially since her sisters usually did all of the talking from then on. But her sisters were nowhere in sight.
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