Chapter 8
You asleep?
Not anymore, Tammy texted back. The clock said it was seven a.m. Didn’t her New York friends understand anything about time zones? Apparently not.
There was some kind of a conspiracy going on against her getting enough sleep. The whole family had sat up late last night just catching up. Cornelia had fallen asleep leaning against her on one side, while Maxine twitched happily with doggie dreams against her other one. Mom and Dad leaned together on the couch, and Jasp slouched in his favorite chair. How she’d left this for four-plus long years with only occasional visits, she’d never know.
Breakfast. Out front in ten. Dress warmly.
She sent back a, K because spelling okay was way beyond her capacity at this hour.
Tammy was three-quarters dressed before she came fu
