"Good. Now we don't have to talk about it anymore. I've had so many better good things happen since then to dwell on that.. my mom has even cut her calls down to every second day instead of twice every day," Jenny replied, stepping outside as he held the door for her. "At least I can put a window down in the car," she mused, crossing the parking lot slowly and making her way over to said vehicle. She waited, hand on the handle, for him to unlock it for her.
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