48. Bernard on board

Sarah

"Hey, Erica," I positioned the phone on the vanity mirror as the face of my cousin appeared on the screen.

"Sarah! What pleasure do I owe you today? You finally decided to check up on your cousin," she said, plopping on her couch. Her cat's face occupied the screen.

"Eww! Take him away!" I spat, reaching for the hair cream and dabbed it on my palm. I didn’t even know why I was holding it in the first place. It’s not like I’ve washed my hair.

"You can't do anything about my cat. He’s the only one keeping me company while Luke is away." I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. Erica’s cat had been with her since it was a little kitten. Now the cat has matured into a big cat. Erica is my cousin from my mother’s side, and also one of my favorites. I have a lot of cousins. Some I don’t even know existed until the end-of-year family gathering. I’d see new faces. I don’t really mind. At least we form a bond during that time of the year.

Erica got married to the love of her life, Luke, two