Arielle noticed that two security guards were trailing behind Marcus as the two men carried the equipment needed for Trisha’s sand painting.
Stumped, Arielle asked, “Your dad’s friend is Mr. Brown?”
Trisha nodded. “We’re neighbors...”
Despite being shocked by the news, Arielle could understand why Trisha had never mentioned it. If it were anybody else, they would have kept bragging about how they’re neighbors with the principal.
But I guess it’s different with Trisha. She’s really a down-to earth and humble girl.
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