“It’s spotless. Like my bedr-apartment,” I tell her evenly. “Get ready to take notes, missy.” “Nah, I’m just gonna tinker with everything so that it’s all slightly out of place the next time you get in your vehicle.” “You wouldn’t dare!” I reach for her, but she darts around the car and jumps into the passenger side, cackling like a… well, like a madwoman. My madwoman.
