Chapter 3A bright light shone in my eyes.
“What is the meaning of this?”
The bright light was the sun. I sat up in bed and squinted at my parents, who stood beside my desk. Dad’s blue eyes were calm, but Mom’s dark eyes smoldered.
“Why do you have a Gay Chat in your history?” Mom asked, waving my tablet in the air.
I put a fist to my forehead. “It’s nothing. How did you get in there?”
“You left it on. All your mom did was cancel sleep mode.” Dad turned to Mom. “Let’s not get too excited, though, Abi. We live so close to Gay Community 17 that it’s normal for her to have questions.”
Mom pointed at me. “I forbid you from entering that chat room again.
“I forbid you from looking at my stuff again.” Rage welled up in my chest. “That’s my personal property and I’m allowed to have it accor
