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I throw myself down on the couch, holding my phone in the air, cursing the stupid charger for not being long enough. “He kissed me!”
“What the hell, Lilah! You scared me half to death. Who kissed you?”
“Ringer!”
“WHAT!” It’s my turn to pull the phone away from my face as Sparrow screams in shock.
We both dissolve into fits of laughter, just like we did as teenagers in high school when Sparrow’s crush kissed her under the bleachers.
“I’m so confused! I thought he was in jail?” Sparrow asks, her brows furrowing.
I sit up and settle in for an overdue conversation with my best friend. Ringer’s only been home for a few days, so I haven’t had the chance to fill Sparrow in on everything that's happened.
“Wait, so he’s coming with you this weekend?” Sparrow asks with an accusatory smirk.
“Yes, mom,” I laugh, rolling my eyes.
“You do realize that means you’re going to be spending two nights in a hotel room alone with him then?”
“I am painfully aware of that fact, but thanks for reminding me!”
She laughs at my expense. “As long as you know that, after this weekend, most of your childhood fantasies will be going down in Sin City.”
“Shut up,” I moan with a smile at my best friend.
Sparrow talks my ear off over the next half an hour about her busy life in Vegas. I miss her more and more every single time I go to visit her. If I didn’t hate her douchebag of a husband, I would stay with her when I travel. I can’t stand him anymore than he can stand me, so we mutually decided it was best for me to stay elsewhere.
“Hey, Lile, Jack just got home.”
Of course he did.
“You’re good. I’ll see you this weekend!”
“Love you!” Sparrow puckers her lips and I laugh as she blows kisses into her phone.
“Love you too, weirdo!”
* * *
I’m folding laundry when my phone vibrates against the table. I groan as the name Renee pops up on the screen.
I take a deep breath before I accept the call. “Hello?”
“Lilah, I need you to go into your father’s room at the clubhouse to get my boots,” my mom snaps over the phone.
“Hello to you too, Renee.”
“Lilah Jane, I am your mother.”
“Maybe you should act like it once in a while,mother,” I snap sarcastically.
“Knock it off, Lilah. Quit acting like such a fucking child. Go get my boots and I will be by the house later to get them.”
She hangs up the phone without even a simple goodbye.
I swear I would have mommy issues if not for my nana. Some may argue I still do. Oh well.
I find my dad's contact and press call. I know Renee called me because she knows damn well that Dad wouldn’t have answered. If I’m the one to ask him, I know he will bring them home just so she doesn’t take it out on me.
