Seven
“Thanks so much for doing this, Calla,” Raven says as she lets me inside. I follow her and her elegant silver dress past the living room and into the dining room. “My parents were going to look after Dash, and then these extra tickets became available so I invited them to come with us instead, but then I had to find a trustworthy babysitter at the last minute.”
“It’s not a problem at all.” I dump my bag of homework beside the messy dining room table. “I’m used to babysitting for Vi and Ryn’s other friends, so I really don’t mind.”
“Oh yes, Jamon and Natesa,” Raven says as she leans across the table past rolls of fabric, bottles of glitter and buttons, and open notebooks filled with her neat handwriting. “Their daughter is such a sweet little girl.”
I nod and lean my hip against t
