Jerome and I get Daniel into the house with relatively little trouble, though Daniel’s loud humming of the Gilligan’s Island theme song has me looking anxiously up the stairs. The absolute last thing I want right now is Natalia coming out of her bedroom to scold me for getting her baby boy drunk.
“Come on, Danny,” Jerome whispers as we work our way up the stairs, the nickname making me burst into a ridiculous smile. “Help us out a little, here,”
But Daniel patently refuses, dragging his feet and making us work for every step. I’m panting a little when we get to the top of the stairs, which makes Jerome raise a critical eyebrow at me. “A little out of shape, Fay?”
“Hey,” I return, glaring at him. “You didn’t have to do it in heels.”
Jerome laughs a little and starts towards Daniel’s be
