I woke up early, my muscles completely stiff from the fights yesterday. They were so sore I could barely support myself on my own two legs. I hoped I could go somewhere before noon, most preferably somewhere I can relax. I smirk at my sudden idea. I walked out of the bedroom and picked my phone up off of the kitchen counter. I called Caroline.
"Caroline? Wanna go get special massages?" I ask, my legs and arms pleading for mercy.
"I thought you would never ask. I'll leave Jonathan with my mother for a few hours then. She loves him so much," she laughs, agreeing. "Besides, my arms are killing me. Jonathan kept throwing a toy and I kept having to reach up on top of a bookshelf to get it. I did that at least a million times last night."
"Okay. Meet you in the plaza ASAP," I say,……
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