Chapter 467 The Sleepover Party:> 41

• "I think you should start by breathing," I answer, completely confused but absolutely certain we need to talk about this in person. "I'll be right there. Tell mom and dad we're going for ice cream."
• "Okay," she says. We disconnect and I pull on a shirt. It's about 8 p.m. on a weeknight. It won't seem odd that we're going out for a treat.
• "Want us to bring you anything?" I ask mom and dad as Lauren scoots past me headed for the door.