I lifted my eyebrows. “Rough night?” “Don’t judge me,” she muttered and headed straight for the coffee pot. Although this had been her typical morning behavior from the time she’d turned nineteen, her party side had mellowed since she’d met Tommy. In fact, I hadn’t seen her this wiped out since...
After a while, I gave up trying to sleep, and went downstairs to find my secret candy stash which I never raid unless I’m having a really bad day. In case you’re wondering, I have a lot of really bad days. I turned on the lights in the kitchen just in time to see Mr. Clerk laying a note on my tab...
The next day, after I’d made sure the girls got onto the bus and then checked their bedroom for contraband, I woke Jas so she could track down a job lead. Usually, if I needed to wake her early, I would blast Barry Manilow through her computer speakers until she woke up. But today, all I had to...
No matter where I looked, however, I couldn’t spot his dark dreadlocks. I was about to descend to the main dining room when my search was interrupted with a burst of cheering as Hedda glided into the room. Hedda, as always, cut a regal figure. She looked both festive and seductive in her shimmeri...