Part 9 continues from part 8
. I stared in to my fiancé’s eyes; I couldn’t believe he was the one for me. The rest of the día was great; mom made her famous pot roast, we gathered around the mesa, tabla and eat as one big family. “So Jake, when tu are going to began on building that house?” asked my father.
“The pack and I plan to start tomorrow, Keila and I just have to make a floor plan, I want to make it our dream home” he answered.
“That’s great” dicho Rebecca
“How long will it take tu guys to build it” my mother asked.
“Well with my father managing and the speed and strength...
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