Naomi enters the house, waiting for him to return.
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Naomi takes a seat next to her mom on the couch, she sighs deeply.
"What's wrong sweetie?" Anne asks.
"Boy's are often complicated."
"That's teenage boys for ya, you girls are complicated too." She says, laughing.
"I know, you raised us two."
"Ya."
Naomi sighs again.
Anne pats her daughter on the back, "the right boy will be worth it."
"I sure hope so."
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