Chapter Ten
Beth
And they said women were moody. Hello, look at Jacob!
He’d defined mercurial since he arrived.
mercurialWhat was so wrong about me sticking to my word, huh?
Life wasn’t only about what we wanted—we had responsibilities and obligations. If I said I was going to arrive at a certain time, well, I was five minutes early.
Dad was conked out, but Mom was still awake watching the news. “Hey, pumpkin.”
“Hey.” I locked the door for the night. “You haven’t called me that in a long time.”
“I haven’t? Huh. So…did you have fun today?”
I sat on the sofa and kicked my shoes off. “Went to Santa Monica Pier.”
Her eyes lit up. “Did you ride the Ferris wheel?”
“Yup. And ate salty food. I’m surprised you’re still up.”
She smiled. “Relief energy, I guess. After my reprieve, I didn’
