Chapter 29 - Help, I'm Angry and I Think I'm Drunk
"Where did your mom go, anyway?" I asked, setting a bowl of popcorn down on the coffee table. After we were finished at court Wes invited us over to his house to unwind. It was weird now that Grayson and Mr. Logan had moved out. The house felt empty, especially since Mrs. Logan had treated herself to a spa weekend.
"Probably somewhere where they can't take her to jail," Elsie said, tucking her feet under her butt. She was sitting on the plush couch, leaning against the armrest. "Think about it, she wouldn't survive in the slammer."
"Well just so long as she's out of your life for good..." I muttered, placing my hands on my hips. "That woman is toxic."
"The party has arrived!" Leah exclaimed, bursting into the room. She held two fu
