Chapter 25: He's Sleeping On The Couch Again
The first scream came at 2:14 a.m.
The second scream came three seconds later.
The third scream belonged to Theodore.
"I SAID DON'T MOVE IT!"
"YOU SAID LEFT!"
"I MEANT MY LEFT!"
"YOUR LEFT ISN'T MY LEFT!"
Ivy shot upright in bed.
Silence.
Then another crash echoed downstairs.
She grabbed her pillow.
Held it over her face.
Considered pretending she was dead.
Unfortunately the yelling continued.
With the enthusiasm of people who refused to admit they were the problem.
Five minutes later Ivy stumbled downstairs.
Hair messy.
Eyes half-open.
Soul partially detached from her body.
The living room looked like a crime scene.
A large bookshelf sat sideways.
Books covered the floor.
Theodore looked stressed.
Grace looked confused.
