A Game of FootsieChapter 9
Friday was busy. I was up and off to work early. Sia was still in bed when I kissed her forehead goodbye. I shook her and reminded her it was still a school day. She shifted and muttered something into the pillow. She was gone by the time I came back from work. Her sleepover at Lara’s included a Friday night movie, and other strange activities; fashion talk, boy talk, relationships, music. On the positive side (not that there was much positive without Sia being home), while eating leftovers...