“Let’s forget about it, Mickey,” Lexi said. “Let's make more memories this time,”
“We will!” Mickey replied. He was somehow feeling happy that Lexi had forgiven him. It was one of his worries that what if Lexi wouldn’t listen to him. Fortunately, she did, and even though some events puzzled him, Mickey knew he could trust Lexi. “Lexi?” he said, breaking the hug. He looked at Lexi and wiped her tears and sweats off her face.
Lexi sniffled while Mickey helped her clean her tear-stained cheeks, “Yes?” she smiled at him.
“Hold on second,” Mickey breathed, getting a pack of wet wipes from the bags Charlene prepared for them. He then gave it to Lexi so she could use it. Lexi took them and cleaned her face. She gave Mickey the pack and threw the used stuff when she was done. He sat next to
