Jane Doe (Jane Doe, #1)

by Victoria Helen Stone

“So do you want kids of your own?” “Someday.” He winks as if he’s handed me a little treat. I’ll tuck it in my pocket and put it in my Big Book of Dreams when I get home.

Lolz

He’s being rude, so I steal a tiny metal dog figurine from the edge of his tall desk. I don’t want it; I just don’t like his attitude.

Something I would do for the same reason

But as I study his face, I remember that he made a couple of jokes about long-distance relationships and I ignored them. What’s the point of a boyfriend if you can’t have sex?

Yes! Riiight?? What's The point?

“I’ll introduce you to my dad after the service. He’ll be putting the finishing touches on his sermon right now. Are you okay on your own?” I haven’t burst into flames yet, so I assure him I’m fine, and he leaves me to wander the giant church hall.

Lol