CHAPTER SEVEN ASPEN Kendall and I make plans to meet up for lunch at a diner near campus. She’s loud and bubbly as usual, but I still feel half asleep. After last night’s class, I hadn’t been able to sleep. My mind was occupied elsewhere with a certain professor… “So what do you think?” Kendall asks, breaking me out of my self-induced a coma. I blink. “Of?” “Jesus, Aspen. What’s gotten into you?” She brings a forkful of mashed potatoes up to her mouth and devours it. “Nothing, sorry. Just tired. What were you saying?” “My cousin, Piper, is coming to visit from Arizona. Can she stay in your apartment since your couch pulls out? “Um…” I draw out, grabbing my cup of coffee and taking a long sip. “Not sure that’s a good idea.” “Oh…” She continues chewing. “All right.” I hear the disappointment in her tone as her lips turn down.
