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.

grabbed the remote, killed the TV, and

Alonzo to get up so we can eat together. I'll ask Tatum to make

back!" Angelo

him. Her son, Alonzo, was

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

whiny "five

be late for school, no

Angelo bolted upstairs.

it and yelled,

but didn't budge. He slapped his hands over his ears, rolled over, and tried to dive back

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

Alonzo dropped his hands, sat up, and scrambled out of bed. "For real?"

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

at him,

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