Two years ago.
"Would you wake the f**k up? We're running late!"
I'm shaking Meg by the shoulder but she's not budging. She is taking one of her regular afternoon naps that seem to stretch for hours.
It's my mom's birthday and we are planning a surprise for her. We already baked the cake and bought some snacks and all we have to do is show up at home.
Shane is spending the evening with a friend and I assume it's one of his homeboys. I didn't ask questions since he was in a hurry and I had a lot of stuff to do before going to mom's. He was kind enough to let me borrow his car and that was more than enough. We won't have to use a cab.
"What time is it?" Meg groans and I cast her a hateful look.
"Would you just wake up? We are late. We should be home before mom gets back."
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