I’m doomed.
The teddy bear is tossed aside in a flash. I get up, wear my underwear, and quickly pull down my dress. I’ve not even changed out of my outfit.
“I told you no alcohol.” My mom says as she returns to my bathroom. “Take this!”
I take my glasses from her and put them on.
“Why would you put your contact lenses on the floor?” She bends to pick them up.
I back away, thinking of what I can and cannot tell her about what happened between Alexander and me. If push comes to shove, I plan on putting all the blame on him.
“And why were you clinging to that toy?”
I follow her eyes to the stupid teddy bear.
“Come with me.” She says, turning around to exit the bathroom.
I smell my breath first for any trace of tobacco before grabbing the teddy bear. The breath mint is working overtim
