“So what did that asshole want?” his voice was kind of loud in my ear and I flinched, lowering the volume a bit.
“I don’t know,” I mumbled, glaring at the clock.
Two in the morning.
I was exhausted but I couldn’t sleep.
“f**k that guy,” he grumbled.
“They talked for a long time,” I whispered.
“About what?”
“I . . . don’t really know.” I hated that I didn’t know.
I’d made the tea, brought it out, and mom had basically given me the boot, telling me to go to bed. Like I would go to bed while she’s out on the porch with that guy, especially when he was as messed up as he was.
“You didn’t listen in?” Theo wondered.
“She made me shut the door.”
“I would’ve gone around back to listen.”
“I hadn’t even thought of that.”
“That’s why
