Gabe looked down at Stark and stopped walking. “You’re not coming with us, Stark, go back upstairs. Mable’s not coming either. Go lay on the bed and sleep or something.”He kissed her cheek. “You need to get used to walking in shoes like that.”“I know. I haven’t worn sneakers in thirteen years, I’m working on it,” she told him. Stark was following them to the car.
She smiled and shook her head. “I didn’t know. I can teach you a lot. I like teaching stuff.”
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