“I think I want to break up with my family,” she says as she sniffles. “I can’t do this anymore.”
I don’t say anything because I don’t know what to say. Isla has gone too far. Jason and Jill have gone too far.
This is… it’s like being replaced without anyone in your family leaving.
I can’t believe they treat her this way.
“Are you as m-mad as I-I am?”
“Yes,” I respond. “Let’s go before I break the crib in two.”
Despite everything, Ingrid gives me a small smile. “I’d pay money to see that.”
“Not today,” I say softly.
She grabs my hand and we head down the hall, down the stairs and to the front door. As quickly as I can, I toss our bags over my shoulder and we head out.
“We should drive,” Ingrid says. “Before Isla steals my car.”
“Good thinking,” I say.
We hop in. Go through the motions. Park three doors down.
Cash is just getting out of the shower when we arrive.
“What happened?” he asks, towel tied around his waist.
“Isla turned her room into a nursery,” I tell him.
“That bitch!” he responds.
Ingrid and I look at each other.
“Did you just—” she starts
“Idid,” Cash says. “Seriously, what is wrong with your family?” he asks Ingrid.
She shrugs. “I’m officially breaking up with the Winthrops.”
“I would, too,” Cash agrees.
“I will now be Ingrid No Last Name,” she declares.
Cash smirks. “I like it.”
“I would like to take a shower and a long nap,” Ingrid says to me.
“We can make that happen,” I tell her.
And we do.
She showers while I put fresh sheets and blankets on my bed. Cash gets dressed in the closet. Then, we rehang the TV so we can all watch a movie when Ingrid is done in the shower.
“This should feel weird,” Cash says. “Sharing a room with you two. But I’m kind of used to it.
Suddenly, a thought pops into my head.
“You should come with us to New York,” I say.
