Goose
I didn't go to the clubhouse like I said I was going to. That wasn't the real plan, and I would tell Lyssa the truth later about where I really went. But D couldn't know I was actually going over to check on our mother. Not just to see how she was doing after her most recent treatment, but to kind of rest a little. I needed a voice of reason. I wouldn't tell her everything. That's not how this worked, but I would tell her enough, and she would fill in the rest herself. That's how she worked. She's this chapter of the MC’s president's old lady. Has been around long enough to know how to fill in the gaps. And she would be able to help me get my head on straight, because if I had a chance, I would make sure Brooklyn never came back, regardless of the vote.
The house was quiet when
