| Anela saw the wheelchair van pull into her driveway. She wondered what was in store for them tonight.
"Hi Scott!" She ran to him to give him a hug.
"How are you doing tonight?"
"I'm good! Guess where we're going!"
"Tell me," as she strapped his wheelchair into place.
"No, I can't!" He laughed cheerily.
"Oh, man, that's not fair." She pretended to be sad.
"Oh, don't cry, Miss Anela."
"Well, I guess I'll just have to wait until we get there!" Kyle found a parking spot in front of one of her favorite restaurants.
"I'm sure you'll be able to tell where we are just by the smell."
"Oh, Italian food! That's my favorite!"
"I know," Kyle smiled, "Summer told me."
"Oh wow. This is great!"
As Kyle read the menu to Anela, Scott stared, his thoughts wandering.
I think my dad really likes her, but no one can replace my mommy. Still, she would be a neat stepmommy...I think.
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