"See, chicken!, you've both been in love with each other for half your lives, and neither one of you has the guts to tell the other!", she sat back in her chair, smiling triumphantly and crossing her arms, Jack suddenly felt very small under her tall height, even sitting, and large build, large blue eyes judging him from under locks of thick, dark brunette hair,
"OK, so I'm chicken!, but you don't understand!",
"I don't understand what?, being in love?, or being chicken?!!",
Jack sighed, he was not going to win this argument,
"I'm gonna go call Conrad!", he slumped out of his chair, having barely touched his lunch. Anne watched him walk away, she was very fond of both of them, and would love to see things work, but something told her things were going to get worse, before they got any better, Rosie pushed herself under Anne's legs, she smiled down at the little lab, wishing everything in life could be as simple as it was for Rosie!
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