So...you’re fine.
B
If she starts giving me a headache, I’m dragging your ass back here faster than you can come.
Liam
Damn, that’s fast.
B
I will admit, she’s pretty damn talented, though.
Liam
Right?
Can you send me a picture of what she worked on today?
B
That’s the first thing I sent you.
Liam
I see it now. Sorry, I missed it at first. We’re very sleep-deprived inthis house.
B
Exactly why I’m never having children. I NEED sleep, or I turn into a crabby, man-eating monster.
Liam
Do you not sleep well most nights then?
B
Shut up.
Liam
Thanks again for subbing for me. If Iris didn’t draw like a five-year-old, I would have asked her.
B
To be fair, all your sister does is do art projects with five-year-olds all day long.
Liam
Don’t let her hear you say that.
Chapter Four
KASS
“Did your mom text you how her surgery went? I haven’t heard back from her yet.”
Winnie's eyes are locked on her phone in the back seat, texting away. I’m not even sure she heard me until she responds. “Not yet. She probably won’t be able to text much with one hand.”
