“Sorry Lizzy, I was looking for mom. Do you know where she is?”
“I think she’s out. Your face is so red, are you okay?”
“Are you going out too?” Olivia asked.
“No, actually I’m going to bed like this. Of course, I’m going out.”
“But what about the task? Have you discovered anything about the bird yet?”
Elizabeth rolled her eyes and flipped her hair off her shoulders. It was a well-rehearsed act that made people think she could care less about whatever topic it was that was being discussed. But Olivia knew it was an act that had been perfected in front of a mirror, because she watched her sister practice almost every day while they were growing up.
“I’ve googled and googled all afternoon. There’s nothing about it anywhere. I’m too stressed to do anything else so I’m going out.”
“You
