" So you don't want to tell me about this mystery guy that you're now dating right? And come to think of it, you didn't tell me why you and Lucky ended. I thought he was a great guy." I say to Bianca on Saturday morning as we do kitchen chores together while cooking.

Bianca stalls time as she stands on the other side of the kitchen counter and wipes a napkin on the marble island in the middle of the kitchen. 

" Bia." I call, stretching my hand to the other side of the island to flick her nose. 

" Ouch." She whines as she finally looks at me. ...