JAMES
“You said I could go with you!” She yelled at me from the bedroom. “Is there something you’re not telling me?”
Scoffing, I buttoned up my shirt before limping into the bedroom. Even though the crutches are gone, I still limp a bit while walking. “I wanted you to come with me Veronica,” I stressed, “which was why I mentioned it to him in the first place, and he was cool with it right until yesterday when he called and said I can’t be coming with an extra person anymore.”
Clearly not buying my explanation, Veronica rolled off the bed to face me. “And did you ask him why?”
“Yes.” I deadpanned. “I did ask him and he said his friend suggested that it should be the boys' night out or whatever they want to call it.”
“And you didn’t kick against it?” She retorted.
“Kick against what e
