Chapter 12

• I went to bed early that night, hoping for some decent sleep for a change. The twins lingered in my thoughts both day and night. I couldn't stop thinking about them, even dreaming about them. Tossing and turning for half the night, I finally fell asleep around three in the morning. I didn't bother setting an alarm; I wanted to sleep through as much of the day as possible.
• I woke around one in the afternoon to a voicemail on the flip phone Lauren had given me. The social worker had received my message and sent the next check in the mail. Lauren would be thrilled, at least until she reverted to her usual self. Hopefully, she would keep her word and give me half the money.
• I quietly trudged down the hall, slipping into the bathroom when I thought the coast was clear. As I brushed my teeth, the bathroom door creaked open, and a very drunk Darren stumbled in.