DADDY'S NAUGHTY PET
"I'll make sandwiches."
She headed to the kitchen. Marcus and I stood in the living room surrounded by boxes.
"Your room is next to mine," my mom called from the kitchen. "Isn't that nice, Ava? You and Marcus will be neighbors!"
Marcus's eyes met mine.
Neighbors. With thin walls between our bedrooms.
"Great," I managed.
"The walls are pretty thin," my mom continued, completely oblivious. "We can hear everything. So maybe keep your music down at night, Ava."
"We can hear everything," I repeated slowly.