chapter 23

Marabella The following morning, Rose bounds into the house like her ass is on fire. Her body barges into me the moment my mother opens the door, and she engulfs me in a hug. Rose is like a burst of rainbow sunshine, bright and bubbly, with a dash of crazy. She has a glow about her that makes you want to be in her presence, just to let her warmth rub off on you a little. She is one of those people you look at and wonder what she is up to now. The wild child, yet she is also a tomboy and a nerd. She has many personalities and I know that is why everyone loves her. Jonah walks in behind her, carrying a mountain load of bags, covered in a vanilla milkshake, and not looking very impressed at all. And I have to suppress a laugh that is threatening to escape. “What’s happened to you?” I ask, unable to hide my amusement any further. “One guess,” he says, glaring at his little sister, and my eyes follow Jonah’s direction of sight, now looking at Rose, who has an innocent smile plastered on her