9
“Cooper saved me in more ways than one.”
—Wyatt Gates
“Come on, E!” I shake my head with a laugh.
Ethel shrugs, a smirk plastered across her face. She feigns a sudden understanding as she peers down at her shirt. “Don’t you love it?”
“It’s the most ludicrous thing I’ve ever seen.” I roll my eyes.
Ethel sports a sweatshirt of the galaxy. Atop the colorful Milky Way is a giant cat head with two paws, one holding a taco and the other a piece of pepperoni pizza. The cat’s tongue is out as it licks the pizza.
She ignores my comment. “I know; it’s great. You know this exquisite thing just popped up in my f*******: feed with the link and everything. It’s like my phone knew I needed a new cat shirt.”
“Because you don’t have enough,” I scoff.
“I was just talking about my cat shirts with
