Maybe I’ll take my pizza to my room,” Aubrey said.I pulled a bag of ready-made salad from the refrigerator and tore it open. “Please stay. I have no idea what to expect. Liza’s been so quiet that I don’t know if she’ll even talk to us.”Aubrey brushed her long blonde hair to one shoulder. “It must be so weird for her, to all of a sudden find out your cousin is your mom, and this coach you’ve seen on TV is your dad. How does a kid process that?”“She’s still barely talking to Elena.” I lowered my voice as I looked toward the stairs. “I haven’t heard a peep out of them while they’ve been unpacking.”“I swear, this whole thing is like some really bad Lifetime movie.”I laughed and shook my head as I dumped the salad into a bowl and tossed it with oil and vinegar. Aubrey scooted past me in the narrow kitchen and reached into the oak cupboard, taking out five glasses. I’d never been so glad to have a roommate. I couldn’t imagine dealing with Elena and Liza on my own.
