Beth and Carl were still in the living room and good grief! Now Ruthie had a boyfriend sitting there talking to her while she giggled.
“Hey Ruthie, who’s your boyfriend?” I asked.
Ruthie tore her eyes away from the young man and said, “Oh, Jeremy, this is my friend Jaime. He’s from Argentina. His name is spelt like Jamie, but the J sounds like an "H" so it's HI-mee. Isn’t that cool? Oh, and Jaime, this is my little brother, Jeremy,” She added dismissively as she turned back to her admirer. Ruthie was pretty. Long dark wavy hair, a shade darker than my brown hair. She had dimples too. They were showing right now as she smiled up Jamie. In fact, she looked somehow prettier than ever.
As I walked past the kitchen door I saw Simeon on his phone to his latest girl. I wished I had the nerve to call Brooke. I sighed and went upstairs. Maybe someday.
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