Summer
“So, that’s the plan right?” Jo asked, writing everything down in her little notebook. Her and Archer came back not long after the boys left to the clinic. Archer went downstairs to take a nap, saying something about how this might be the last nap he will ever have if random babies keep appearing out of no where, and Jo hung out with us. I rolled my eyes at her as she scribbled notes. Why not just type it all down? I was just annoyed it was taking longer because she decided to bring up the whole pen note set thing with different colored markers and pens to make everything look all fancy like and pretty. Okay, I'm being a bit harsh. I'm just cranky. Can you blame me? “Archer and I will look up more information about Superintendent Johnson and see what we can dig up and you two are g
