Lacey
When Fallon told me the news, I smiled and supported her, like I always do. I sensed that she accepted this absurd offer for the same reason she does almost everything: for me.
I didn’t say what I wanted to: Are you insane?
They say that when something feels too good to be true, it probably is. Staring at the giant, white mansion in front of us, the smaller, white “guest house” that is still three times the size of my mother’s house, and the lush, manicured lawn that must cost our entire month’s water bill for a single day of maintenance, I decide that that’s exactly what this is: too good to be true.
“Remind me,” I say to Fallon as our driver, Rob, reaches into the trunk to pull out our bags. Rob took me to school this morning and picked me up this afternoon (after cast audi
