“Did D.A.R.E. teach you nothing?” Emily shrugs. “It made smoking sound cool actually.” I can’t hold back my grin as I shake my head. “You’re such a little snot. And it’s not cool. How cool can it be if Carol does it?” “I’m standing right here,” Carol says. “Your aunt is an adult,” I continue. “She’s allowed to make terrible, life-ruining decisions.” “When can I make terrible decisions?” Emily asks. “When you’re fifty.” “Oh, wow, maybe by then I’ll be old enough to date Josh too,” Emily says sarcastically. I smirk. “He’ll be dead by then, the old geezer.”
