Instead, it morphed into some twisted game where Derrick tried to see how many mistakes Cassie could catch. Every time she didn’t, Derrick would send it back with the missed mistake circled. That kinda pissed her off. However, Cassie wasn’t the type to sulk. Instead, she decided to get even. I giggle into the phone. “Christ, Laura. Keep it down! You sound like a foghorn.” “Sorry Cass.” “Alright, after you apologize you’re supposed to stop giggling.” But I can’t stop. I suck in a deep breath to try to block out the giggles and double over, laughing harder. “You haven’t even heard the whole thing yet! It isn’t that funny!” “It is that funny.” I cringe as I speak, as if a severe expression can somehow counteract the giggles. Oh man, it totally can’t.
