“Are you sure you want to continue?”
I laughed through the tears. “I mean, it can’t hurt any worse than it does, right?”
“I think we need Jason and more liquor, though.”
Leaning my head back, I closed my eyes. f**k, when was the last time I cried like this? College maybe? No, before that. High school after my dad told us that he didn’t care that Adrian and I didn’t approve of Claudia. He had married her already and so she was our mother whether or not we liked it.
“Adrian was with him, so I guess we get double trouble. But that means double the liquor.”
I sighed. “I didn’t tell Adrian yet. He kept asking questions but I didn’t say.”
“It’s fine. I’m sure Jason already spilled the beans. He sounded drunk already.”
“Great. Now, I’m never going to hear the end of this.”
Stacy laughed.
