CHAPTER 15
I know that a peanut allergy is a serious thing, so why did I feel like laughing? Imagining Topher chasing Tory around the house wielding a spoonful of peanut butter was too ridiculous, I couldn't take it. Feigning a coughing fit, I dashed out of the room for some water. Once in the breakroom, I tried to get a grip but the more I tried not to laugh the worse it got. Stress and lack of sleep were fueling my fit of giggles and I couldn't stop. Just then, Nelda Santos came looking for her afternoon coffee and wanted in on the joke. Gasping, I told her the story in the hope of regaining my composure. Bad idea.
"Oh, dios mio!" Nelda squealed. "That's hilarious!" Then she started laughing, too. And I thought yawning was contagious.
"Okay, okay," I said, slapping my face a few times
