Page 159 of The Right Sign


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4:21 DARE:It’s an innocent question.

4:22 YAYA:I’m not falling for that.The next thing I know, you’ll be buying me a plane ticket.

4:23 DARE:I was thinking more of chartering my private jet.

4:24 YAYA:show off

4:25 DARE:You told me I didn’t have to hold back anymore. I like taking care of you.

4:26 YAYA:And I like taking care of myself. One of us will have to give and it won’t be me.

4:27 DARE:Go to sleep, Yaya. We can argue about this later.

4:28 YAYA:I WANT to go to sleep. But someone keeps texting me back.

4:29 DARE:call me then. I’ll listen to you breathe for a bit and you won’t have to text back

4:30 YAYA:you sound like a psycho

4:30 YAYA:goodnight, Dare.

4:31 DARE:goodnight, Yaya.

4:32 YAYA:sleep tight

4:32 YAYA: *kissy face with heart emoji*

I scrub my hand over the emoji. Try to stifle a smile. Fail hard.

That little yellow blob is winking. Plus there’s a heart and a kiss?

Did I say I didn’t like emojis?

I freaking love them.

* * *

I make ‘mummy-coming-back-from-the-dead’ noises when Talia jumps on the mattress and tells me she wants waffles. My eyes feel like someone scraped them with sandpaper. Didn’t Ijustfall asleep two seconds ago? It isn’t time to be a functional human being yet.

“Uncle Dare,” Talia tugs my arm and waves it around, “I want waffles.”

“We’ll pick it up on the way like we normally do,” I grumble in what I hope is a clear coherent sentence.

“No, I want you to make them.”

Coffee.My pounding head demands.

“Gimme a sec, Tals.”

“No. Now,” she insists.

I peer at her with my sleep-deprived eyes. She’s sitting primly on my bed, her legs tucked underneath her and her hands clasped in her lap. The smug little grin on her face puts me on high alert.

“What did you do?”

“Nuh-thiing,” she sings.

My eyes narrow. “Tals. Spit it out.”

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