Emily.
My sister throws the covers off me as she jumps on the bed. “It’s karaoke night b***h, so get up, get dressed and paint that face pretty,”
I stare at her. “I can’t go out. I don’t have a babysitter,”
With a wag of her finger, she confidently declares, “Molly agreed to watch her tonight, so no more moping. Let’s dance, drink, and share your beautiful voice with the world. I know you want to.”
I’ve been stuck in this house for days, not seeing Aiden not speaking with him. He’s kept his distance just like I asked, and to be honest, I think Mags might have scared him.
I relent, saying “Fine, but only for 2 hours,”
She jumps up, grabbing my hands to pull me from the bed. "That’s my girls. Come on, let’s get jiggy”
I laugh. "Since when do you say jiggy?”
She throws her hands in
