Chapter 8“My mom is really cool,” Maria said as she opened the hotel doors and wandered away from the front desk, down a long hallway, with everyone following behind her in a line. “I know that’s rare, but it’s true this time. When Markus and I were kids and she couldn’t find baby sitters, she’d take us to her hotels and we’d hang out while she cleaned. Now I kinda dig the conference rooms. More privacy, you know?”
“She just lets you hang out in the conference room?” Julian asked. “Does she ever get caught?”
“The trick is to pretend that you just woke up there or wandered away from your family and got lost. It’s a lot easier when you’re girls. My brother Markus used to have such a hard time lying, so I guess that’s why he’s on his own now.”
Maria shrugged, not diving much deeper into Ma
