Pulling myself from my bed the following morning for lacrosse practice proved to be nearly impossible. Silently, I cursed my coach for always scheduling our practice so early, even though it had been Kyle and I that had requested it in the first place. Just another reason being a superhero was a nuisance lately. We were less likely to get calls at this time of the day, which meant we had less suspicious absences from practice. It didn’t mean I enjoyed getting up this early. Especially when I’d been up so late the night before. Allison. She was the only thing that made these late nights worth it.
Heading to the kitchen, I poured myself the biggest mug of coffee I could find, then joined my siblings at the kitchen table. Macey, freshly rolled out of bed, played a game on her iPad while she
