Emma could literally feel herself hitting the breaking point as she glared incredulously at Regan. “It’s not just an entertaining story; this is my life. My life with my mom. My grandmother calling me, trying to make plans to meet you, too. I’m the one who has to figure this all out, and it’s really not entertaining.” Regan’s mouth dropped open. “Your grandmother wants to meet me?!” She clapped her hands as if she were high-fiving herself. “Yes! Okay. You tell me where and when, and I will be girlfriend-ready.”
Is Reghan dumb??
