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.

the TV, and added, “Aunt,

eat together.

it—be right back!" Angelo didn't hesitate,

was spoiled rotten

a battle; the kid loved his bed. Waking him was a chore she struggled with as

him. One whiny "five

weren't around, Alonzo would be

Angelo bolted upstairs.

it and yelled, "Bro, get

at the noise but didn't budge. He slapped his hands

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

home. Alonzo dropped his hands, sat up, and scrambled out of bed.

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

yanked it open, and stared at him, eyes gleaming with

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