Chapter Twenty-Four
“Sophie Henley, WHAT is going on?”
I wake with a start at the sound of my mother’s voice. I feel the warm body lying right beside me, and I remember everything from last night—and then I see my mother towering over the side of the bed. I push myself up and rub my scratchy eyes. “Jeez, Mom, what are you doing in here?”
“What am I—What is he doing in here?”
Behind me, Caleb clears his throat. “Um, hi, Mrs H.”
“Don’t you dare Mrs H. me. I actually liked you, young man. Now what am I supposed to think when I find you in bed with my youngest daughter?”
I scratch the back of my neck and say, “Would you believe me if I told you it was my fault?”
Mom folds her arms over her chest and fixes me with her most unimpressed stare. “Please leave the room, Caleb,” she says witho
