She often has a reason for missing class, which is not the same as skipping class, but either way, the fact is she is frequently absent from school.
Ethan Laurent's remark left her speechless.
"I'll think about it." She stayed silent for quite a while, neither agreeing nor refusing, but gave him a vague answer, sidestepping his question.
Ethan Laurent was only back for a day or two, and neither of them went out today.
After lunch, Summer Ford cuddled up on the sofa with a book.
The afternoon sunlight was lazy and pleasant, not too bright or glaring, warm as it fell on the body, making one slightly drowsy.
Summer Ford read for a while, and when she napped, she didn't head to bed but curled up directly on the hanging chair.
She was already slender, making her appear especially petite when curled up on the hanging chair, like a lazy cat.
