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Losing Sleep (Reese)

“Reese, you can’t keep blowing money on Millie like this,” Abby tells o traffic at rush hour

“Why not?” I whine back “It’s my money and my niece”

“Uht her cah-end makeup kit Like, better than we can afford in our non-plastic lives You need yourspoiled”

I toss h

Maybe she has a point, but I wonderwhy complain now?

I’ve been buying my adorable bumblebee stuff for years, and my sister never minded Why does she suddenly care? It’s not a contest Everybody hen you’re lavishing a sifts

For once, it doesn’t strain my purse, either

But I guess that’s what older sister single moms do

They worry

“Don’t worry, sis I told you; I got a new job that pays It’s not like the other places stiffing drivers left and right I’ girl Chicago money”

“Congratu-freaking-lations, Miss Big Shot” Abby laughs “Ibarely covered rent I’m happy for you”

“I think it’s going to be good I ’s ever perfect, but—”

“But? You’re already finding flaws in a job that pays that ain

“Wellso you reo? The older one who designed that insanely cool cabin-like building on the lake? She basically insisted I come in for an interview to drive for her perdealI definitely didn’t expect a job offer But I got it, and yeah A wo poor”

“That’s awesoo in rush hour?” I swear I can hear my sister physically wince over the line “Yuck They’d need to add another zero to that salary if it were me”

“Oh, Abby, it’s nothing new tofor her Beatrice Brandt’s an angel with badass wings Sweet, whip-sly down-to-earth for a billionaire artist She’s kinda like the grandma we never had”

After a brief silence, Abby says, “Yeah I guess that’s nice So all you do is drive her around all day in hell-traffic?”

“Al to invademan who’s built, tall, sexy as sin, and—no I will not let it in Not Today Satan “Look, if she was the only person I had to chauffeur around, this job would be paradise—”

“Oh But it’s never that easy, is it?” Abby asks

“I chauffeur her two grandsons around, too,” I say with a sigh “One of therowly, and has an entire tree stuck up his ass Everybody calls him the Warden—”