Paloma Perez.
I knew something like this would happen the moment Eva took the wheels. She said she used to work a gold cart job, and I specifically remember her getting fired for driving straight into literal mud on her first day. So why didn’t I think twice before agreeing to drive us?
Honestly, I was too busy trying to feed Rebekah a carrot. Right before the cart slipped into the slop, I was leaning forward to hand her one but I shoved it into her nose instead.
That’s why I’m laughing so hard I can’t breathe. My eyes are crinkling at the corners, and my stomach hurts from how funny it is.
“Paloma, in my nose?” Rebekah gasps between half-laughs, still cross-eyed from the carrot invasion.
I pat my knee again, helpless, wheezing out another laugh. When I finally look up, Eva is climbi
