CARLOTTA
I looked up from the papers on my laps, staring at her and finding her question ridiculous. Sara sure knows how to ask ridiculous questions sometimes.
I raised an eyebrow, setting my pen down. "What is it, is something the problem?" I replied, my tone professional but with a hint of amusement.
Sara's expression was completely serious, but I knew her well enough to detect the hint of teasing in her voice. Sara has always been one of the u serious person I know. "When are you returning to your house?" Sara asked again, trying to keep a straight face.
My eyes narrowed, and I leaned back in my chair. "Oh, Sara, you're not even trying to hide it, are you?" I said, a laugh bubbling up in my throat.
Sara's face cracked, and she burst out laughing. "You know I want you out of my hou
