Chapter Forty-One Saturday, December 12
After sacking out early last night, I wake up at just past four this morning, still mentally exhausted but unable to find sleep again. I chalk it up to anxiety, as thoughts of Mom and The Agency just refuse to leave my head despite my best efforts to banish them. Or maybe it’s because of my impending first date with Piper. Yeah, that’s probably it.
I really shouldn’t be this nervous. Piper knows all my secrets, all my warts, every crack and crevice in my personality. And she loves me anyway.
Loves me.
I’m sure she meant it platonically, not in a s****l way. True, we’ve flirted, and we had that almost-kiss that I wussed out on before, but she’s never shown any signs that she fantasizes about riding the B-train.
Maybe tonight will be the first ste
