“I love you too.”
“Is your father taking you to the music festival this weekend?” Michelle said.
“No, this weekend is . . . ugh . . . the car auction. You want to come with? It would be more fun if you came. We always go for pizza after,” Cassie said.
Michelle chuckled, “No, I’ve been to enough of those.”
“Yeah, pretty boring,” Cassie said. “Well . . . how about a swim, then?”
“How about three laps,” Michelle said. “Loser cooks dinner.”
“You’re on,“ Cassie said. “What are you making?”