“Did you mean it?” Vivian demanded. “Huh?” Then Jules woke up just a little more. “Oh, my God,” she said and mashed her face into her pillow. “Well, did you?” Vivian said. “I’ve been lying awake for hours—” “I haven’t,” Jules said, lifting her face back up. “You woke me up. Again.” Although maybe that was a good thing. Having this conversation in broad daylight would have terrified her. It was easier when she was groggy and pissed off. “Of course I meant it.”
