My Sister Texted That 47 People Were Coming to My Beach House for Four Days and Told Me to Stock the Fridge

No.

The typing bubbles appeared, vanished, reappeared. I could practically feel Paige enjoying herself.

Lol. We’re coming anyway. What are you gonna do, call the HOA?

I set the phone face down.

“Everything okay?” Milo asked, voice scratchy with sleep.

I turned and forced a smile so fast it hurt my face. “Yeah, kiddo. Just family stuff.”

She gave a tiny nod continue reading …