“Don’t worry; she gets on my nerves too. If her mom wasn’t married to my dad, I don’t think I would even like to be in the same room with her.”
I just smiled because while the two of them may have been family, Kimberly does my evaluations. I was not going to bad mouth her fresh off the bat with someone I just met. So I did the chamber of commerce thing, telling her my apartment complex was right off the interstate, accessible to one of the major hospitals, plenty of shopping, and didn’t require you to carry pepper stray from your car to your front door to avoid being jumped.
Right in the middle of my story, Erica held up her hand and motioned me to stop.