Lila
By the time Shawn handed me a coffee, I had decided he was either the best boyfriend in the world or the worst influence I’d ever had.
“Don’t tell my mother you bought me this.”
He looked offended as he pulled out of the drive-through. “We’ve been dating less than twenty-four hours and you’re already asking me to keep secrets?”
“It’s coffee, Shawn, not a criminal conspiracy.”
“Still feels like a slippery slope.”
I took a sip and immediately burned my tongue.
“Damn it.”
“That’s what happens when you attack coffee.”
“I’m tired.”
“I noticed.”
I gave him a look over the cup, and he laughed.
For the first time since last night, I felt almost normal. That was probably the strangest part about everything happening with Mom. My life hadn’t exploded. The world hadn’t ended because
