"...I guess he does look a bit cute while asleep, Lulu. But I don't see it."
"What? He's adorable! Sometimes he even talks in his sleep, which is just the cutest. But there was the one weird time he called out my name, and when he woke up, his pan—"
"No!" I yelled, sitting up. "No! Stop! Not another word from you, Lulu! And you, Elaine. Stop taking advantage of Lulu's honest, free-spirited personality to listen to embarrassing stories!"
"Embarrassing? Like how you wet the bed until you were six? Or how you got so scared in a lightning storm that you p—"
I screamed, knowing someone other than Lulu and Pops knew about things I wished were forgotten to time. Elaine just laughed at my expenses. But I calmed down, composed myself, and noticed we were stopped and under the shade of a tall tr
