I clear my throat. “It’s not even 6 a.m.” “Yep.” “AJ.” I say her name like I’ve just caught her doing something wrong and need her to level with me. “Yes?” Her reply is far too sweet to be sincere. “Why are you really rushing out of here so early?” “I really am going to work,” she says, but her voice wobbles, betraying her. I lift an eyebrow. “Who goes to work this early?”
