“Caralee,” Mom calls as she knocks on my door.
“I’m going shopping. Do you want to come?”
If I weren’t sleeping, I’d roll my eyes. “No.”
“Only a few more days until Christmas.”
“Mom. I’m sleeping.”
Yesterday was my first day home from college, so I went out with some friends from high school last night.
Technically, my college isn’t far from home, but most of my friends are scattered all over the country, so it was good to see them.
Mom knows I didn’t get home until late. We crossed paths at 2:00 a.m. when she went downstairs for a glass of water.
“This isn’t the time to be lazy,” Mom says.
“Yes, it is. It’s my Christmas break. No classes, no homework, no tests. I’d get to sleep in if you let me.”
“Fine. But you need to make sure you get a present for your grandparents.”
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