Chapter 21: Lauren“Notre Dame looked like they were going to win despite USC converting a fourth and nine that landed them in the red zone.”
“Craig! Do you have to have that thing so loud? I can’t hear myself think.” The ESPN commentator sounded like he was broadcasting from the living room. “Craig!”
Nothing. If anything, the TV blared louder. Damn him! I need to get out of here.
Backing out of the driveway, Lauren reached into her purse for her phone, and her hand closed around the can of sweet potatoes she’d moved out of the way while looking for the cream of mushroom soup. How on earth had that ended up in her purse?
“Okay, Lauren. You’re losing it. You’re seriously losing it.”
She headed in the direction of Victoria’s house, suddenly remembering her friend was collecting canned go
