Six
Careena
“What are you going to give me if I help you?” Micah asks. My fingers dig into the phone. I called my little brother hoping to use him for manual labor, but he’s giving me a hard time. “Saturdays are my only days off, and I was supposed to take Vanessa—”
“Fifty bucks,” I blurt. “That’s enough to get you and your girlfriend to a nice restaurant tonight.”
“Fifty bucks?” Excitement beams in his voice. “You promised, Car! You can’t take it back.”
“Don’t you dare tell Sam and Tanner that I’m paying you.” I lower my voice to a threatening whisper. “Or the deal’s off.”
“My lips are sealed.”
“Good. Ask Sam for a ride. I’ll see you in twenty.” I hang up and glance over my shoulder. Ada is entering the living room dressed in a pair of old khakis, a flannel shirt, and a brown baseb
