23:59 AND COUNTING
Oliver! Oliver, I need you downstairs right now!”
Listen, the last thing I want while I’m doing my part for population control is to hear my mom’s voice. It’s like a song I can’t get out of my head. But here I am, MMMBop
pin’ it under my warm covers before anyone else is supposed to be awake, and she has to go and call my name. I stop and wait, hoping she’ll think I’m still asleep. But I may as well put the wookiee down ’cause I know the next time I close my eyes, she’ll be there floating around the backs of my eyelids, with her blond hair...