Time to crash.

Mrs. Ormond, who'd been tossing and turning half the night, finally drifted off.

They didn't talk again till morning.

Normally, she'd sleep till noon, but worry dragged her out of bed early today, despite barely resting.

Downstairs, Elora was still out on her morning run, not back yet. Tatum was in the kitchen, whipping up breakfast for her and her two siblings like clockwork.

"Aunt!" Angelo piped up from the couch, where he'd been glued to the TV. He jumped up when he saw Mrs. Ormond. "Good morning!"

"Angelo, you're up early," she said. "Your brother still snoozing?"

"I hit the hay early last night, so I'm up now," he replied.

remote, killed the TV, and

we can eat together. I'll ask Tatum to make those

right back!" Angelo

didn't stop him. Her son, Alonzo, was spoiled rotten

his bed. Waking him was a chore she struggled with as a

soft on him. One whiny "five more minutes" and she'd

would be late for school, no

Angelo bolted upstairs.

on it and yelled, "Bro,

He slapped his hands over his ears, rolled over, and tried to dive

and Sis is back from her trip!" Angelo shouted. "If you don't haul

dropped his hands, sat up, and scrambled out of

I lie?" Angelo grinned. "Get up, quick-I've got

it open, and stared at him, eyes

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