Luci
“Luci, tomorrow is big, right?” Cole asks from his bed. I pause putting his books away. I thought he was almost asleep and had switched his monitor on with the lamp. Barrett and Sydney had just left. The guys were still at hockey practice. Mr. Jason ate with us tonight.
“Which part?” I sit on the side of his bed again. “The play? Meeting your mom? The hockey game? Or the slumber party?”
“All of them. I’m scared.” His voice shakes.
“Are you scared of the hockey game, Coco?”
“No.”
“What about Barrett snoring tomorrow night?”
He giggles. “He not snore Luci!”
“Must be his stuffed shark, Toothless. Are you scared of saying your lines?”
“No.”
“You’re scared to meet your mom?” I run my fingers through his hair.
“Yes.” His voice is very small.
“What scares you sweetie?”
“That I w
