We sit together silently before Em springs up. “You know what. I’m going there.” I raise my eyebrows. “Right now?” “Yeah, sure, why not, she lives next door, you dork. I’ll see you later, okay?” Is she kicking me out right now? “Are you seriously kicking me out of Mom’s?” She nods. “Go. I have things to fix, and people to see. Goodbye.” Her singsong voice carries into the other room.
