Book 15: Do You Want To?

Marianna

I scrub my swollen, aching eyes with a groan as Mom clatters loudly in the kitchen a few feet away. It’s barely 9:00 in the morning, but Leona Abbot has never slept in a day in her life and isn’t going to start just because I’m nursing a hangover.

I don’t even remember getting home last night. I don’t really remember… anything.

“Tell me again, from the beginning,” she says in what sounds like a near shout based on the way her voice ricochets through my throbbing brain.

“There’s not much else to say.” I groan, but the sharp smell of freshly brewed coffee yanks me back to my senses, and I open my eyes to Skye hovering in front of me, extending my favorite mug. “Thanks, baby.”

“Skye, tell your mother to give me some details about her big night out with the QUEEN!”

I groan again, but Skye giggles and rocks on her heels, highly entertained by my predicament and her grammys insistence to prolong my suffering.

“I made sure