“Mason?”
I was dreaming about taking Sarah and Reese to a carnival. Reese was joking with the ride operator for the Ferris wheel, and I was picking my sister up from her chair to load her into our pod when my mother’s voice snapped, “Mason!”
I woke with a start, jerking upright in bed, only to bump into Reese who’d been passed out next to me.
She and I shared a wide-eyed glance before I glanced up at my mother, who stood hovering over my bed with her hands on her hips and a scowl on her face.
“Mom,” I gasped, thumping my hand to my heart before falling backward onto my bed. “Jesus, you gave me a heart attack.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” she muttered, scowling Reese’s way. “But I wasn’t expecting to check on you and find you in bed with Reese.”
I blinked. “You still check on me at night?” I
