Sharing My Room With Sis Being a Friend
I got out of bed and pulled on some pants. Abby started to wake up and look at me. "We'd better get into the kitchen for breakfast. Mom expects us in there in a minute." She nodded. The thought of Mom coming to get us frightened me, though there was nothing in our room right now to indicate what we'd done without a real investigation. I instinctively just wanted to keep everyone as far away from my room as possible. My room had turned into a magic place, separate from the rest of the...