Fighting A Battle; 6
Nick waited for everyone to close their eyes before he started his short and qucik prayer. "...Amen." Everyone suddenely let go of eachothers hands and each one dove for the food. Nick sat back and smiled, he kept having flashbacks of when he was little. Those were the good days. When pink was a girl color, when two plus two was four and they were geniuses for knowing that, when it was gross to hug someone of the opposite sex, when everything was easier and they didn't have to worry about a thing. "Are you going to eat baby?" Mrs. Donovan said, taking a hold of Nick's hand. Logan snickered at his mom's comment earning a death glare from Nick. "Yeah," Nick finally replied. He served himself some of his mom's secret recipe of lazagna. His favorite dish. "So, I say we hit the beach after lunch." Cameron said taking a sip of his orange soda. Lisa swallowed her food. "I second that." Everyone else agreed and Nick finally gave in and decided he'd go with them. Mrs. Donovan made sure they did the dishes before each one went to their room to get their stuff. Nick came downstairs with his sunglasses on and towel over his shoulder. He heard something behind him and turned around to see Lisa struggling to get down the stairs with her bag, umbrella, sunglasses, sun-screen, a volleyball, a football, her towel and other things she most likely wouldn't need. He chuckled at the site and walked up, taking the umbrella, the volleyball, and the football. "What do you need all that for?" He ... Low Price Rooney Shaving Brush
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