“I'm coming with you.” Riley insisted. “I've got a bulletproof vest and I'm a better sharpshooter than you. Don't mess with me.” Riley pushed past them and out the sliding exit doors. Stella turned to Stan, horrified. “Don't give me… — Rebekah Martin Copy Share Image
“Riley shook her head. “I married Brad after I got my Associate's degree in culinary arts. I worked in the Bakery at the same grocery store as Brad, and now I'm a stay at home mom.” She paused. “If you remember my senior yearbook, I was voted most likely to be the best mom.” “Oh, you have time yet.” Stella… — Rebekah Martin Copy Share
“It's a truth universally accepted that a single woman without romantic or professional prospects must be in want of a husband." Stella sneered, paraphrasing… — Rebekah Martin Copy Share Image
“Ri, here's a question for you,” Stella started. She opened it up to everyone else, as well. “When do your kids stop being pets… — Rebekah Martin Copy Share Image
“I'm coming with you.” Riley insisted. “I've got a bulletproof vest and I'm a better sharpshooter than you. Don't mess with me.” Riley pushed… — Rebekah Martin Copy Share Image
