Chapter 6
It was a sunny Tuesday morning. I hated Tuesdays. As far as I was concerned, Tuesdays could be removed from the days of the week and no one would ever notice. I swung my feet over the bed and slipped them into matted blue slippers to avoid the cold, wooden floor. After getting dressed in record time, I left my room feeling invincible. Must be a full moon tonight.
On the way to the kitchen, I peeked in on Jake. He still slept, covers pulled high over his head, but his room looked a little cleaner than the day before. He must’ve gathered his dirty laundry. Another small improvement.
He’d done well enough at his interview, and they had invited him back for a second one this week. Life seemed to be looking up for him. And me. Nothing else weird had happened, and life had returned
