She let out a soft sigh, smiling as her food was set in front of her and quietly thanking the waitress.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“You’re probably right. Best to let her cool off for the weekend.”</span>she said, nibbling on her fries. It was nice to just get to spend time with him again, and she found herself wishing he’d come up and see her more often, even if it was only once a month.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“The semester’s almost over, you know. Another month or two and I’m all yours again.”</span>she grinned, though she couldn’t wait for it to come fast enough. Still, she was glad to get to go home for the weekend.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Maybe next year you could come up and see me more…” </span>she added, almost guilting him a little.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Or come up and bring me home… even if just one weekend a month. I just wish there was a college closer to home i could go to…”</span>granted there were, but none with the prestige tied to this one, a girl’s school tied to Yale University.<br/><br/>She finished off her burger, using the last of her fries to scoop up the escaped mayonnaise and ketchup that had leaked out of it.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Yeah i remember that. I can’t believe uncle puts up with her…”</span>ever since aunt Miriam had died giving birth to their second son, her uncle’s sister had been living with him. The old spinster hated children, and both little boys and Catriona hated being around her as much as she hated them. Sometimes she wished her father’s best friend would just re-mary, but she could understand if he wasn’t ready yet. He’d loved Miriam so much.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Well I’m ready to go if you are…”</span>she said with a smile, sliding her empty glass away from her.