I almost scream when Chad dives on the bed beside me. I am lying on my bed with a boy. We are horizontal on a soft surface. In an empty house. No adults. I’m breaking mom’s rules right now. This has to be illegal in some countries. I’m dead meat if we get caught and nobody will know where to sprinkle my ashes. Even though we’re not fooling around, if my dad caught us right now, he’d end up behind bars in Sing Sing. No one would find Chad’s body.
