I gulped and nodded. Mom rarely spoke to me like that, so I knew I was in trouble. I grabbed my overnight bag and went upstairs quickly, with my mother following closely behind. I went into my room and sat down at my desk. Mom sat down on my bed and pinched the bridge of her nose, obviously choosing her following words carefully. I looked at my Mom fearfully, unsure what she would say next.
"Sage, I spoke with Mrs. Foster today," Mom said. "It was not the conversation I expected to have with her."
Shit. What did I do? Did River and I get caught? I thought we were careful. Oh my God. This wouldn't be a pleasant conversation with my Mom at all.
"Is there anything you would like to tell me first?" Mom asked pointedly.
"Not exactly," I said, concern evident in my voice. "I'm not sure what
