Gloria’s feet tapped lightly against the tile of her kitchen, careful not to wake the girls sleeping right next to her in the living room. Finally, after hours of noise, her daughter’s slumber party finally died down. The lights were off, but she knew her own kitchen well enough to navigate it even while blind.
How half a dozen young girls could make so much noise, Gloria had no idea. She was just glad that she would finally
Sleepover Snacks
By: TallTummyTales
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