One thing is for sure, having a magical night like I did last night leads to fabulous sleep. I woke up later than usual, so I rushed to get dressed. I’d like to see if Jaylie wants to join me for breakfast, then for a driving lesson since she does not work on Sundays, I run my fingers through my hair and jog out of my room and down the hall. I knock on the suite’s door, but there is no answer. Maybe she can’t hear me through the second door. I go ahead and enter and knock on her old bedroom’s door. Again, no answer. I c***k the door open and find everything in its place, the bed made, and my hoodie folded on the end of the bed. My heart sinks a little as I turn around and head to our kitchen. My mom is pouring cream into her coffee mug.
“Do you know where Jaylie went?” I ask.
Mom smiles,
