“Yes.” I swung my head over the side of the bunk to look at Lily. She removed her earphones.
“Your mom is angry, but your brother is nice.”
“What?” I jumped down. She couldn’t mean what she just said. She had to be working through something of her own. I sat beside her. “Does your mom get angry?”
“She gets frustrated and tired sometimes.”
“Yeah, most people do every once in a while. Do you want to talk about it?”
“No.” She shrugged. “I’m glad you have your brother.” She fitted her buds back into her ears.
Her words freaked me out. Maybe Brittney put her up to it. I took a deep breath. “Hey.” I tapped her on the shoulder, and she took one bud out. “How was your day? Did you make any friends? Do any cool stuff?”
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