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“Well, if I didn’t know before I would surely know now.”
She laughs a little more, slaps her knee again. “Oh, you should’ve seen your face.”
“It’s not that funny,” I grumble, annoyed that I gave myself away.
“You forget I have one of you at home. I always know when Rosa is up to no good.
Besides, you, Miss Thing, are not any good at hiding things. I see you checking your e-
mail and looking for him out the window.”
I put my laptop back down on the desk. “So, you’re not mad at me?” I ask, relieved.
She hands me my sandwich. “It depends. Why were you hiding it from me?”
“I didn’t want you to worry about me getting sad again.”
She eyes me for a long second. “Do I need to worry?”
“No.”
“Then I’m not worrying.” She brushes my hair back from my shoulders. “Eat,” she says.