Ten minutes later, we headed to the school. The parking lot was nearly full, and Nina shot me a look that said she’d been right all along. I ignored it, found a place, then took her hand. I’d dropped off Quinn two hours before, and my parents were already there. I knew that because my father had sent me a text to say they were saving us seats. It wasn’t hard to find them when we got into the crowded auditorium. They’d managed to snag a place in the second row.
“You made it. I was getting worried.”
I rolled my eyes. “I don’t know why you would, Ma.”
“Leave the boy alone, Marie.” My dad turned to Nina and held out his arms. “You look beautiful, princess.”
“Thank you.” Nina gave a demure courtesy, ruined completely by her wide grin. “Can I sit on your lap, Papa? I want to see better than
